FadingStarlights

the thing they don't tell you about having an "social media following" is you can leisurely poke at it like a petri dish full of slime

YOU MAY BE THE BEAST YOU WORSHIP BUT THE HUNT IS ON, SLUTS

STOP BEING HORNY ABOUT GETTING HUNTED FOR SPORT YOURE MAKING THIS WEIRD FOR ME

the other day i started writing an office romance but i quickly remembered that i have no idea what working in an office is like

as opposed to your vast personal expertise in romance?

i eat 15 apples for breakfast then drive myself to the hospital just to watch the doctors get blasted backward into the drywall bc they cant withstand my aura

It's crab apple you dumb stupid piece of slut whore shit. You fucking braindead nobody cock sock mother fucker. You fucking missed the opportunity to make a great pun and now you've exposed to the world what a absolute dumbass you are. Get fucked asshole

i now identify as a cock sock motherfucker

being born in the late 90′s is a really weird time because our coming of age is/was so tied into the expansion of personal technology? like for so many of us the transition from getting your first flip phone to smartphones wasn’t just a technology shift, it was part of growing up. and it created this really weird timeline where new technologies were being created right as we entered the right age market to use them, so now we all know intuitively how to use snapchat or the social context of emoji use or whatever but we can also remember childhoods spent (almost) entirely outside and offline. like you get all the disillusionment of the older millennial generation except now with the stress of spending your adolescence measuring yourself against others on social media and it’s really fucking confusing

you put it into words

Oh, to be young, unleashed in a Barnes & Nobles with a fifty dollar gift card, buying whichever books had a dragon drawn on the cover.