there’s not a star in heaven that we can’t reach
you pour beer for older friends at a wild party you aren’t even popular enough to be at
you turn your back and walk away from the group nonchalantly to the kitchen
you then pour apple cider into red solo cup hoping nobody cool catches you doing so
but you hear a cough from behind, you turn around and its not just a cool person, but THE COOLEST PERSON EVER
jesus smiles at you for making the correct decision and reaches out for a fist bump
I have a tab open of a picture of Harriett Tubman that I switch to whenever my parents walk in and think I’m doing homework.
I think I’ve been doing it since fifth grade idk why they haven’t caught on I just stare intently at the picture until they leave.