You are incorrect, Iris. I can bomb the colony.

*trying to act natural and befriend you* have mercy on my damned soul???

pyrrha dve: look, kid. look at me. i know you're kinda reeling right now but before we're swallowed by cthulu i need you to understand that i did fuck your mother. yes i know you just met your father for the first time and hes god or whatever, but so you know you've always been a daughter to me, especially that one time when i killed your mom and also maybe you. it's ok she understood why i did it. all that said i think we should kill ourselves right now. what do you mean you don't want to kill yourself? your mother would have killed herself with me.

y’all Asian fetishists want so hard to be Asian but none of y’all want the transgenerational colonial traumas that comes with it

“what’s the worst fruit” i hope you fucking die im strangling you what the hell is wrong with you. ‘the worst fruit’… has god not made all of these fruits in the same light???? cunt

Red Delicious Apples

May I someday gain the same level of succinct cutting vitriol criticism as the applerankings.

as much as i poke fun at “tumblr prose,” i will acknowledge that sometimes when you’re writing and you’re really in the groove, you’re really feeling yourself, you’re on your capital-a Author shit, and you write a line that makes you go, “oh yeah, this is the Good Shit. this is so Subtle and Says So Much. this is Characterization. this is Themes and Motifs. you could write a whole essay about this one line. the master of the craft strikes again!” and then a month or whatever later when you’re editing you read over it again with post-write clarity and you realize you wrote some real “people die when they’re killed” bullshit

Can verify this is how writing a novel is too.