Cheshire Caine

my stupid piece of shit pomeranian got into the blackpills i keep in the bathroom to sneak into the halloween candy i give to 8 year old misanthropic white men who think they’re hot shit (just in case it instills enough weltschmerz into their puny brains that they realize fight club is yaoi and NOT an unimpeachable argument in defense of right wing domestic terrorism, okay dad) and now he’s thrashing around like those boston dynamics raytheon doggo murder machines ivy league engineering bros love to kick the shit out of for the same reasons the stanford prison experiment got cancelled and he’s pissing public domain sigils on my carpet and i’m going spit it out spit it out you pointless animal but he just keeps calling me slurs that haven’t even been invented yet

Being obsessed with a piece of media that is so mainstream that it has become ingrained in modern culture is embarrassing as hell. You perk up like "omg they're talking about my blorbo, I wonder if they're in the fandom" and it's literally just a reference to Gandalf the Grey, the most famous wizard of our time

Actually, no, I don't think that friendships dropping like flies in your late 20s and early 30s because no one has time for that between overwork and family obligations and marriage and kids and partners and the ritual of the time slayer is normal and ok. No I don't think deep conversations and spontaneous adventures being replaced with a tired coffee every six months is a normal part of growing up. I don't think that emotional intimacy and soul bonds disintegrating in the face of practical inconvenience is a fact of life. I think that means something is deeply deeply wrong with our society and I will never forgive it for the friends I've lost