mads

ok so there’s a game me and my friends play called “don’t get me started” and basically someone gives another person a random topic and they have to go on an angry rant about it and it’s the best thing that’s ever happened to us at parties and car rides so I highly recommend playing sometimes with your friends

I love this idea. We used to do things like this in Improv.

Related game: “THINK ABOUT IT.” You’re given a random topic, and your job is to build it into an epic conspiracy theory, the crazier the better. You end your rant with a serious face and the command that your listeners “Think about it.” 

Another related game: Illuninati. Similar to Think About It except you are given 2 completely different topics and you have to connect them to each other in a wild conspiracy rant

Rb to safe an awkward hang out

me and my friends play “World’s Greatest Expert” where one of the other players says “Hey, I heard you’re the world’s greatest expert on ____” and you have to give an in depth (and probably completely false) lecture about the thing you’re the greatest expert on. Other players are allowed to ask you questions.

“can i ask you something?” my immediate reply says “go for it" but my mind has already gone through the seven stages of grief

I love you all over. I love the single little freckle on your nose. I love the way your voice changes when you say my name. I love how tightly you hold me when im in your arms and you start laughing. I love the way you smile when you say something stupid. I love hating your god awful jokes, and I love hating how proud you are of them. I love you.

i so reliably wear makeup for any kind of social / academic / extracurricular engagement that sometimes if i have to turn up for something under particularly stressful circumstances i will deliberately NOT wear makeup as a wordless gesture of Today I Am Too Busy And Tired To Take Anyone’s Shit So Please Do Not Cross Me. like the opposite of the 2013 weaponised femininity “eyeliner so sharp it could kill a man”. if i’m NOT wearing eyeliner it means i am absolutely prepared to kill

ok but good taste in music is HOT

i got better sleep resting my head on your shoulder, despite being cramed together at awkward angles, on the bus ride home than i ever have in my own bed.