“he is committing war crimes. he is massacring innocents in a Hard Rock Cafe” ok but what you fail to understand is that he has silly little imaginary cartoon animals in his head and is my best friend.

Facebook, Instagram and Whatsapp being down for, like, the 4th time this year, while this hellsite keeps running jerkily but inexorably since the start of time

I feel like social media has conditioned people into thinking they’re entitled to other people’s personal information and if someone is more preserved and private then people feel like that person is taking something away from the audience and it’s so fucking weird to me

I’m not here for your entertainment and consumption. Just because almost everyone on social media has given you access to their location and daily activities and what outfit they’re wearing at a given moment, doesn’t mean I have to. My refusal to let complete strangers into my tiny world doesn’t make me insane or a creep, like that’s you honey