every year I post this meme and every year people get more mad at me than they did the previous year
loudly going “YOU’RE GOOD YOU’RE GOOD” to myself to ward off the memory of every embarrassing thing i’ve ever done
rat bastard is such a funny insult
something about it is so weirdly hard hitting. you rat bastard. if someone called me that i’d be more offended than if they called me a motherfucker
a pack of 100 Vegas ants all working together to carry one single poker chip to a roulette table, betting it on red, watching it land on black, and each jumping into the nearest cocktail it can reach and drowning itself for the pride of the antill
i come from the 8tracks generation where you weren’t allowed to just dump three and a half twee indie folk/tswift records into a fanmix and call it done. on 8tracks you had 8+ handpicked songs in rigid chronological order and an accompanying mission statement and thesis defence detailing exactly why each one applied to your derek x stiles coffee shop au AND cover/track-list art hodgepodged from stolen pinterest/tumblr aesthetic photography, and all of this was done under constant threat of death because it was the DMCA wild west and the site was in a constant state of gradual collapse.







