in the café of lost youth

i'd truly be fucked in her situation because rumpelstiltskin is not a name that would come to mind for me

no one says big mood anymore. no one even says mood. no one says anything. all thats left is a dry wind, that scours my face until i bleed

To have my coffee you must first defeat my evil coffee cone

Can we please just have one non-evil appliance that we don’t have to face in trial combat?

Why

I can’t keep having these homoerotic fights.

defeat my evil coffee cone

Oh WOW

just can’t beat a “that was a really weird thing to say, are you alright?” when faced with out of pocket hostility

"these researchers published a paper on something that literally any of us could have told you 🙄" ok well my supervisors wont let me write something in my thesis unless I can back it up with a citation so maybe it's a good thing that they're amplifying your voice to the scientific community in a way that prevents people from writing off your experiences as annecdotal evidence

they did the research in the first place because they believed you and wanted to tell people about it. they are not our enemies.

Sometimes "they" are us who got an entire graduate degree for the explicit purpose of saying this stuff where academics might take it seriously.

being a kid and hearing adults say stuff like "woah 2011 was 4 years ago haha" didn't really convey the fucking horror of a youtube video crossing my recommended labelled "9 years ago" and it's from 2017. that's not true. 9 years ago is 2010 or something. don't lie.

[looking at people younger than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at people older than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at myself] its over

i love you semicolon. no one look at my 80 word sentence