Sunglasses (typically worn indoors) specifically to conceal the eyes and the signs of drug influence, such as redness, light sensitivity, dilation, pinning, inability to focus on a single visual stimulus, inability to not focus on a single visual stimulus.
Him: I'm pretty sure they are doing drugs at work!
Her: What makes you say that?
Him: They are twitchy all the time and are always wearing those stay highs.
Her: What makes you say that?
Him: They are twitchy all the time and are always wearing those stay highs.
by Thy Majestic Hawk December 23, 2021
by YoudefientlywontknowwhoIam February 20, 2024
A totally kickin-rad haircut where the neckline on the back of your head is cut higher than normal. All the cool kids have this haircut.
by hair_hipster_101230123 April 30, 2011
by Danny2879 October 22, 2022
by Moody da fuckin proto November 28, 2021
by Fuck harvard April 02, 2018
The burning hate,
so severe, everlasting,
the hate you take every day,
that you absorb,
the burning hate that you despise,
the hate.
You hate the tired, the draining exhaustion that burns,
you can't get rid of it, no matter how much rest.
You hate the pent up anger
that you release into the world to handle,
but you don't care,
but deep down under the hate, you do.
You hate the sadness,
almost.
You have too many emotions to tell.
You are alone, no matter how much someone loves you.
You are alone, almost scared.
Almost.
You hate the confusion,
the haze you live behind,
your mind,
a prison.
Every night
you dread the next day,
and what lies ahead.
Sleep heals,
but hardly does it help.
The headache, stomachache, muscle aches,
pain to the bone.
Pain,
inside and out,
merciless, unforgiving,
indescribable.
You forget what it's like to
smile, laugh, be loose, be fun, be social,
be what you used to be.
And what you hate the most
is the stress,
the hair yanking,
indescribable stress
so severe, everlasting,
the hate you take every day,
that you absorb,
the burning hate that you despise,
the hate.
You hate the tired, the draining exhaustion that burns,
you can't get rid of it, no matter how much rest.
You hate the pent up anger
that you release into the world to handle,
but you don't care,
but deep down under the hate, you do.
You hate the sadness,
almost.
You have too many emotions to tell.
You are alone, no matter how much someone loves you.
You are alone, almost scared.
Almost.
You hate the confusion,
the haze you live behind,
your mind,
a prison.
Every night
you dread the next day,
and what lies ahead.
Sleep heals,
but hardly does it help.
The headache, stomachache, muscle aches,
pain to the bone.
Pain,
inside and out,
merciless, unforgiving,
indescribable.
You forget what it's like to
smile, laugh, be loose, be fun, be social,
be what you used to be.
And what you hate the most
is the stress,
the hair yanking,
indescribable stress
by Tskeen06😉 March 09, 2023