
the time my highschool boyf and i got stuck on a roof
contrary to what i feel like might be popular belief, i didn’t get up to too many hijinks in high school. i mean, i was in our version of detention a lot but that was for things like “skipping breakfast” and “being late always” and “writing an inflammatory speech about how unfair it was that we had to eat breakfast in the dining hall when we could be using that time to SLEEP” and “dyeing my hair with bright streaks against the express written rules of the student handbook”. o