ugh painful castration t b h

like he used to sit on the entire other side of the lecture hall (which can seat like 150 people ok) and then one day he moved to the left most seat in the front of the right section, which is RIGHT NEXT TO ME because i’m in the front right most side of the middle section and starts talking to me about he’s just gotten out of the military blah blah and idc but i guess i was too nice that day and he just tries to talk to me all the time and fucking pet names and i literally sit facing the left side of the lecture hall (a. so i can discuss shit about physics with my less creepy classmates and b. not have to talk to him) but i hate having my back to people so it’s just like akrjkfrgh

and he’s always like “okay, darling, you have a good day now” and “okay, sweetheart, you have a good weekend” and shit like “you should smile more” and i’m just like fucking fuck you man. i do not owe you smiles or some shit what the fuck.

bullshit man bullshit