lets toss out the roast/respect and go straight to screaming shall we

*what do i intro with this i've been typing and backspacing for five minutes straight* uhm. okay. this is one of those posts that i feel obligated to explain even though nobody gives two cents about because.. well, i do. *isn't that just brilliant you daft head* *see this is why we have issues* *stop …

a short// phone call pt. 2 because i'm scared for you guys

(a and b have made a return, thanks to you too, because when you cry i cry and now there's too much crying in this world. whether that's a bad thing or not remains to be seen.) Hurry up. Hurry up. Hurry up plane. Plane, I don't think you heard me, please, MOVE, MOVE, MOVE. …

love is sometimes not between a guy and a girl but when it is it’s a whole different genre and nobody questions this i demand answers

i don't really like romance. correction, i despise it. there's a list of reasons for this. i despise how it's portrayed as the norm and the only worthwhile kind of love, how cheap a lot of the books in this genre are, how shallow the characters can be, and how overall cringey everything can be. …

list

featuring me trying to organize my thoughts for the world to see and miserably failing. pick and choose which ones are least cringey and enjoy. *thumbs up* movies -jojo rabbit (which sounds absolutely insane but also kinda lowkey amazing and taika watiti directed it and it's amazing) -yellow rose (oh sweet mercy it's getting spread …

someone answered the call for proper representation you guys and i am HERE FOR THIS// review of to best the boys NO DO NOT GROAN

OKAY. at the time of writing, i am literally fresh from reading the last line of to best the boys, which goes something like-- Sincerely, Holm *me being mindblown* let's backtrack a little because i have so much to say that if i try to speak now i may quite literally explode. after writing up …

in which we do a fun thing part 2 (cue cringe and weirdness and a different style)

yes i know the same feat image i am a lazy bean hey big scary world. 🙂 as promised two days ago, ricky and i sit in our borrowed basement to answer your questions about a/b/normal. (and like, a group of sugared hyper kids are singing some weird thing i won’t even try to decipher …