be the dorian to my basil

scrolling on tiktok and “clean girl look is out, mobwife is in” “so what shoes are we wearing this spring” “styling my new horseshoe jeans” “2016 makeup is back in” i am screaming at the top of my fucking lungs clawing my eyes out microtrends piss me the fuck off WEAR WHATEVER THE FUCK YOU WANT STOP FEEDING CAPITALISM IT HATES YOU AND ITS GONNA KILL US stop participating in these fucking micro trends because you want to be “on style” two weeks from now you’re gonna look at your outfit and fucking hate it and never wear it only to jump on that week’s new trend i fucking hate this grip that fast fashion and consumer capitalism has on the fucking world

for longer than i would like to admit thought syphilis was a mental disorder similar to schizophrenia because a very famous hungarian poet died from syphilis and we learn about him pretty early in school and nobody really wanted to explain what syphilis was to a ten year old i guess

i went to the mall to pick up an order and i didn’t buy anything are you guys proud of me

i tried the celebrity lookalike filter on tiktok sue me and it keeps giving me prince harry im gonna cry i’ve done it like five times and four of them were prince harry what does this mean

i hate when people say “i don’t want to be a statistic” you’re literally a statistic because you’re alive

chicago is so good

spam messages that start out like “hi how are you doing” are always so funny to me and i don’t think i should but i always text them back just to see where it goes

it’s weird living with my flatmates because we’re not exactly friends, we like each other and we hang out sometimes but we live together more out of circumstance than anything and i have a picture of them in my head as to what kind of people they are and it’s mostly correct but sometimes i find out things about them that i didn’t expect like how flatmate one is catholic and goes to church every sunday (i’m usually not there on weekends) and flatmate two doesn’t sleep in the same bed as her boyfriend of two(?) years

i live downtown about 8-9 kms away from where a festival is currently going on and there’s no fucking way that that’s what i’m hearing rn out of my open window that’s crazy