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[looking at people younger than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at people older than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at myself] its over

bitch this IS the journal factory

yungblud thinks he’s tyler joseph. tyler joseph thinks he’s gerard way. gerard way thinks they’re geoff rickly. geoff rickly thinks he’s the sole survivor of a british infantry unit sent to die in the battle of the somme, returning home a fundamentally changed man

beautiful to me that phm (2026) chose to not only straightbait the audience with the romantic overtones btween stratt and grace but then also turned around and made stratt and rocky into narrative foils. supreme filmmaking. dump your toxic dictator domme situationship and go live with this mean-ass rock he will treat you better

im kinda bored of this whole computers thing. i think tomorrow im gonna go outside and see if i find some kind of creature to look at

Deactivated.... Op did it boys

try going outside tomorrow. you may find some kind of creature to look at

If you haven't lived around a specific type of Mexican or Italian or other generationally Catholic community I have no idea how to explain to people who haven't seen it like... Yes many of my peers are Catholic. No they are not Catholic. No I mean like they're VERY Catholic. No they're not even a LITTLE bit Catholic. Yes they do Catholic things. No they don't do any Catholic things. They're debilitatingly Catholic, yes. No, I don't think anyone could reasonably call them Catholic

"No I don't believe in God, no I don't believe in Heaven or Hell, that's ridiculous. I have no time for any of that. Church? On a Sunday? I get two days off a week and you want me to spend one of those days in a stuffy building and give away the money I spent five days earning? Ridiculous. Now please shut up so I can pray to the Virgin to give me the strength to not kill my coworker as well as to St. Cabrini so I can find a good parking spot behind the CVS tonight"

[Transcript: “I don’t think people are looking for a real rock star or rock stars,” he explains, taking a long pull on his cigarette before stunning it out in the overflowing ashtray in front of him. “I think people are looking for a rock star to kill.”]

is there anything more humiliating than filling in the 'preferred salary' bit of a job application. grubby victorian workhouse child cap in hand oh guvnah ill work for anyfink! oh if youd be so kind, just a tuppence for me troubles sir, honest only a tuppence!