Thank god it’s the weekend.

I need to have a Desperate Housewives marathon because I’m still sad about the series finale.

23. I’m afraid of escalators.

The last time I was on an escalator was in elementary school.

The main reason I really don’t like escalators is because they move too damn fast. I would gladly step foot on an escalator again if they would just slow the fuck down. Ugh.

Ignore the first panel completely and you’ll have my thoughts for the entirety of my high school career.
Ugh, this animal testing project is ripping my heart out.

The worst part is looking for pictures to include in the power point.

I love how everyone’s like, “Nolan, no!” And I’m just here like, “Poor Sammy!”

Nolan will be fine, damn.

Freaking Revenge, making me cry over the death of a fictional dog.