sad girl hours

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uhhhhh i'm going on a flight today so yeah

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oH and there's incorrect quotes at the end of the spam? mostly bc none of them are Super Duper funny and i don't think they deserve their own post lmao rip

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my adhd 🤝 my convergence excess
regan reading, the one thing she was praised for all the time as a kid? fake and unrealistic

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although i'm a third of the way through my book and it's been three days, so that's better than normal!! yeehaw

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in other news i have random injuries on my right leg that i have no fucking clue the origins of so like. the fuck??

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💕💗💘a new brain💖💞💞

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okay quotes time i'm bored of spamming

ignore the weird spacers this was originally bom and thh but i changed my mind

in getting quotes for this post i found out that there is an incorrect quotes instagram for the us women's soccer team and idk what to do with that

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kevin, after jsam: i take back everything i said about you, that was cool!!

arnold: thanks!!!!!!

arnold: ,,wait what did you say about me-

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poptarts, after a long, morose sip: i drink to forget but i always remember

mckinley, in the distance: okay who put so many poptarts in the blender that it broke i swear-

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hell mckinley: too bad youre so stupid and boring and unpopular! your life is meaningless!

kevin: i-i respond better to praise, you know ):

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kevin: anyone would be lucky to date me. i was a pleasure to have in class

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hell mckinley: whats up? are you seriously watching porn by yourself~?

kevin: nah i'm with my B O Y S

the entirety of district nine: hEeEeeEeeEEEEY

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poptarts: wait price really wants us to make our own religion?? and just abandon like, everything?????

church: wack

poptarts: agreed

church: well, at least mckinley has enough brain cells to know that's not a great idea, right?

poptarts: yep, as long as kevin doesn't do anything that can possibly be construed as romantic by mckinley's dumb gay heart, we're good

kevin: or- *turns to mckinley* or if we break the rules!!

poptarts and church, in unison: oh god oh fuck

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act one kevin: is it okay if i swear?

god ig i don't fuckin know: yes kevin, i will allow you to swear

act one kevin: f

arnold: yes go on!!

act one kevin: i'm nervous

everyone in the show: we believe in you!! it's okay!! woo!!! go on!!!!!!

act one kevin: hnnng i think i'm ready now

act one kevin: fu,,

act one kevin: fuc

act one kevin: fuck.

act one kevin: fuck!

act two kevin: FUCK FUCKFCYK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FU

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poptarts: no, i did not eat a whole box of poptarts by myself. connor had a sprinkle or two because i was feeling generous

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arnold: quick, you're losing a lot of blood!!!!! what's your type??

kevin, bleeding out on the ground: red hair, sparkly tight outfit, fangs, homoerotic subte-

arnold: -YOUR BLOOD TYPE DUMMY

kevin: oh!

kevin, looking down: uhhhh red

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gotswana: how would you rate your pain right now?

kevin: thumbs down

gotswana:

kevin: would not recommend

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mckinley, all peppy and singsong: i am perhaps already the undead, hauling my body around through this mortal realm, haunted by the souls of the damned and the hungry who feed on my muscles and bones until i shall be dragged to the hell i visit every night once more, for good!

gotswana: once again i don't know where that falls on a 1-10 pain scale?????

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kevin: it appears i have a few haters, none that seem to be as hot as me...

kevin: interesting!

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nabulungi: how can you be so unfeeling?!

mckinley, genuinely flattered: years of practice, thanks for noticing!

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mckinley: wait hang on do some people actually tell their crushes they like them?? the fuck

nabulungi: yeah?? what do you do??????

mckinley: tell them we can leave them out of it! like a normal person!!

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kevin: i'm a triple threat. a bad bitch, a dumb bitch, and a sensitive bitch

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mckinley: *does like, 90% of his interactions with kevin in the musical*

narrator: platonic, if you squint. that's a really big squint tho

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kevin: yeah, i felt insecure.

kevin: it was a weird feeling, not used to it, didn't love it

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kevin: you're not my best friend! i was just stuck with you!!

arnold:

kevin: ,,i'm sor-

arnold, taking off his glasses: -i don't wanna see you right now

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arnold: what goes up but never comes down?

mckinley: the amount of stress in my life!! *cues up music* a 1-2-3-4

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act one kevin: i was put on this world for one purpose.

act two kevin: but luckily i forgot what it was so i can do whatever the fuck i want

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mckinley in that scene before turn it off: so, price, have you ever gone to the moon?

kevin: uh. no?

mckinley: oh me neither!! we have so much in common haha 💞

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kevin, ranting while while on coffee 9 out of 12: god hates to see a chad thriving

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kevin: i have three words to say to you

mckinley: okay bet lets say it together

kevin: one,, two,,,,, three

kevin: dogs are babie

mckinley: i love you

mckinley: wait

kevin: wait

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kevin: so how do you deal with trauma,,?

the entirety of district nine: the trick is to tap dance louder than your thoughts

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kevin, patting his own shoulder: it's gonna be ok dumb bitch

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therapist: so, you'd say your life up until the age of twenty was satisfactory?

literally any character in the damn show take your pick: no you misheard me, i said "sadness factory"

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mckinley: yanno, i helped lead nine fully-functioning missionaries

poptarts: wait wait there's eighteen of us?????