Yeehaw

every so often i remember that most people probably dont know what i refer to when i mention my friend, the floating buffalo shaman who has no religion.

like imagine seeing some longfuck post written entirely in passive aggressive second person that starts with “yeah but are you normal about ugly people” and goes on to describe your exact appearance in unsettling detail

so just because i ahve a rare and incurable condition where i can only understand human suffering thru the lens of showtunes and cartoons aimed at preteens means my posts about labor disputes aren't insightful? tch [turns on my heel and like five pins fall off my little backpack with nothing inside except the leather journal i'm writing my fantasy novel in] [turns back around immediately] so yeah it's sort of a chaotic found family story and it's like really wholesome but feral AF and there's a lot of queer representation

Posts like this are why I'm beginning to lose faith in this hellsite. Ever since it's been overrun by irony bro "leftist" chuds from the twitter exodus especially -- honestly just say you hate queer and ND kiddos and move on with your life, no need to be this elaborate about it.

struck a nerve

fanbases are soooo rabid nowadays. all you do is sing a silly song and suddenly you're getting anon messages asking where's THEIR water buffalo, why don't THEY have a water buffalo

My favorite thing that I learned about The Importance of Being Ernest is Oscar Wilde faced a lot of criticism in 1895 after it premiered for writing something light and funny when there was war and suffering in the world. like we know common themes are found in art throughout time but so are they in art criticism