It never ends

Forget skeletons

My eyes

Urgh

So many bad decisions

Don't stop til you get enough

Oh boy

Urgh

There's no hope

There's no hope

Ew

When I was a middle schooler , and if I'm being honest, a high schooler, I thought I was deep AF. The pain that coursed through my little hormonal veins was so potent. My LiveJournal was filled with Radiohead lyrics that not-so-subtly were directed at my ex-boyfriend, and stupid pictures with sad filters and contrived poetry. I scrawled the same lyrics on my ripped jeans and walked miles with my Discman with tears in my heavily lined eyes thinking about how hard my life was. While I grew out of…

I know this might be a cold take colder than the arctic, but I love how food looks in anime. Something about the lighting, the preparation, and the overall food vibes in anime put me at ease. I'd say that the unique aesthetic of anime shows and movies are some of the driving forces that draw people, particularly Americans, to them. After all, adult animation made in the United States can be so ugly. I mean, have you seen Big Mouth? Oftentimes, American showrunners and animators care a lot less…

You guys remember 'RIP Harambe?' We're trying to forget it.

Certain aspects of culture tend to seep into our brains. Over the past decade or so, especially thanks to hip-hop, rap, and Black Twitter , AAVE has definitely fallen into that category. Because of their prevalence, a lot of AAVE (African American Vernacular) has become slang. But not everybody is able to use it correctly. See, when clueless people use AAVE and related slang in order to be hip, it usually fails miserably. And when these attempts occur in public internet spaces, like Twitter, ch…

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