Patrick, we love you and promise to protect you from harm. You are now the sweet cinnamon roll husband of all of YikYak. May you poop in peace forevermore.
School bathrooms have traumatized me because I JUST realized that no one cares if I’m pooping in a public bathroom. No one is waiting to tell me that they saw me. No one is going to kick the door in. No one is going to call me Poopy Patrick. Good Lord.