MOVED

what sucks about having star wars brainrot is how ubiquitous it is in everyday pop culture. most people are casual star wars fans so if they mention the franchise you have to smile and pretend you’re normal about it like they are

Oof. Yikes 😬 thanks for letting me know. Im unfollowing her right now. Sorry i knew she was the very definition of delusion, tortured countless people in her hallways of illusions and lies and enjoyed causing endless agony during apocalypse. didnt know she was a tory,

the horrific way language evolves in a group chat

the role of the person in the passenger seat is not only navigator but secretary as well. you have to type up the drivers messages to random ladies on facebook about cbd cream & google whether that billy joel song was the theme song for that show or not

you also have to provide a henchmans disdainful scowl at whoever the driver is flipping off in the target parking lot

Bless monopoly-driven pop culture homogenization for making snobbery more accessible than ever. 20 years ago “i don’t like superhero movies” wouldn’t have gotten you a second look but now it immediately turns you into the most insufferable arthouse film bitch in the room.

Aw the anti marvel folks think they’re special again.

Literally proving my point lol

no little german boy, don’t go into the ableist indie horror psych ward!

I am asking you to endure it.

a lot of Gregory Berrycones in the notes missing the reference to my twelve note magnum opus from several hours prior in which the narrator silently begs an entity that isn't really God for death and the entity says no

Posts that altered the fabric of the universe

Goodnight to: Temuera Morrison, Polynesian Star Wars fans, people who support Polynesian Star Wars fans, respectful Polynesian representation in Star Wars, Bobf Episode 2: The Tribes of Tatooine, Taika Waititi, Temuera Morrison again, that scene where Boba says “you are warriors”, the kov'nyn, Daniel Logan’s little scowl as Boba Fett, Polynesians again, and Temuera Morrison again

Literally heard a convo at the library where a guy was telling a girl that he’s an omega and the girl telling him that she’s a beta, and my mind just did not automatically connect the context to fraternity pledge classes at all and I just whispered to myself “what the fuck?? What the fuck??”

i’m not against vaping, but man, vaping two inches from my face on the subway is a ridiculous asshole kind of move. this dude was billowing like he was auditioning for the role of haunted house fog machine. the humidity in the whole car changed, he was ruining haircuts. just jump starting the water cycle. condensation was dripping down my glasses. people were slipping off poles, it was chaos. it was like watching one man try to terraform the moon. a planet with one dense, root beer scented atmosphere blocking out the sun and choking all life. 

i consider this a sort of prose poem to be honest