I'm just sitting here on my phone and a tear randoly rolls down my cheek and onto my nose.
Do you get this? 😂
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OMG BE GLAD YOU ARE A BOY.
Because this is where I have to awkwardly tilt my head up toward the ceiling and keep the fucking tear floating on top of my cornea, and wait for some of it to evaporate, while I try to remember what color my shirt is without looking back down at it, and if it's not a black shirt I have to feel around for something else to dab my goddamn eye with, because otherwise it will fuck up my mascara and eyeliner and shit.