making myself lightheaded thinking about how matt ntb has no sense of what it means to be intimate with anyone except for jay. how jay is the only one who gets to live with him or see him changing out of his clothes or know when he's showering or sleeping or sick. how no one else gets to touch or be touched by him in any way that matters. how long it has really been that way. how familiar and warm it all feels after 20 years of being only with each other. yea

I know I like to laugh and joke and play on here but I am being deadly serious when I say some of the greatest minds of our generation are currently creating completely devastating, breathtaking, jaw dropping art for something called 'nirvanna the band'. like there's this guy named matt johnson and he makes every genius writer and visual artist and editor lose their fucking minds. sounds completely fake out of context but it is absolutely true and real and I know this bc I am also experiencing the collective psychosis in full force every day

"you will look for themes and motifs in media that isn't worth the effort" i will look for themes and motifs in the dirt. on the ground.

apparently youre supposed to perform. they love it when you perform. but it has to be authentic. they hate it when it's not authentic. but you have to perform.

i think people are starting to forget what the LA in LARP means

*nodding sagely* Los Angeles Role Play

okay gang lets find that son of a bitch markiplier