Wh-whats Going On??????

Theyre traumatized and pedophilia seems to be becoming increasingly more normalized in our society. (I don't have sources to back that up, it's just an observation I've made so PLEASEEEE take it with a grain of salt)

You are fighting for your life with these kids simping over their teachers buddy

It’s concerning WHY DO YOU LIKE YOUR TEACHERS

The thing about those greentext stories from 4chan is that you've got to approach them with the assumption that the first person narrator telling the story is more or less a villain protagonist. This person turning out to be a good, wholesome person, or having their experiences change them into a better person, is a pleasant surprise, not something you should expect by default.

Whether this story they're telling is a work of pure fiction, or a harrowing tale shared as an anonymous confession of one's sins, it's safe to assume that it was written by a sad, strange little man with several things wrong with him.

Like I recall stumbling upon one where OP starts his post by saying that his favourite things in life are smoking meth and jacking off to gay porn. He's also gay when he is not on meth but anyway that's how he rolls. So he's in the middle of a completely normal afternoon, 10 hours in on a porn-and-amphetamine binge, when he suddenly regains self-awareness and finds himself jerking it to fat transgender femboys on tumblr.

So he steps back to consider the situation, and comes to realise that either he has to reassess his perception of himself, or his perception of the world around him, and that he would rather completely shrug off his previous perceptions of transgender identities and accept that trans men are men, than spend even one minute doing any kind of introspection of himself or his own thoughts and feelings.

Content with this, he carries on with frantically beating his meat to someone's fat tits.

My fav asylum patient

Speaking of Ethel Cain, I miss Hayden’s presence on this app so much.

Obviously, her reasons for logging off should always be completely respected but really missing the hours upon hours I’d spend just scrolling through her page just to read her “ask me anything” responses. She is so eloquently spoken and knowledgeable about the topics she speaks on; I can only hope to eventually reach just half of her reflective capacity. And also, obviously, her lyrical and storytelling genius like no other; it is actually mind blowing. Truly one of the greatest artists of our generation. No one does it like her.

(And if she’s not sharing the sacred secrets to her craft, she has me laughing till my stomach hurts with her responses)

MotherCain, we absolutely do not deserve you but I hope you return one day ily 💔 so excited for the new album coming up.

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Hi,

If you're reading this it means you found the note I slipped in your bag, and you're probably wondering why. The truth is I'm a coward. I don't have the courage to do this with you face-to-face so a letter it has to be.

I think about you all the time. When you told me your favorite song I listened to it on repeat. I wanted to know why it was your favorite, to know what made it special to you. Maybe that makes me sound like a creep. Maybe I am one.

It's like you carved out a part of my brain and made it your home. I think you're amazing. The kind of girl any guy would be lucky to have.

I remember the day we first met. I didn't even want to go to that party, Argyle and Eddie dragged me along. But then I saw you. You were standing in a corner all by yourself. You looked sad. I wanted to make you laugh and when I actually did it became my favorite sound. I wanted to make you laugh every day, forever. We talked all night tucked away in that tree house they had in the back. It was like something out of a movie.

I know it's unfair of me to do this, I promise I'm not trying to hurt anyone. But I think I might be in love with you.

I know what you're going to say. You have a boyfriend. I know. Just thinking about it, about him touching you the way I want to touch you, it makes me want to bang my head against a wall. He doesn't deserve you. I shouldn't say that, but it's the truth. Granted, I'm not sure I deserve you either.

I know you’re happy with him and I'd never want to take that away from you. But I couldn't hold this in any longer. It's selfish, it's so selfish. The plan was to never tell you and just hope that one day I could move on but I couldn’t keep holding onto this secret. I would have burst.

I had to tell you. Just in case there was even a small, miniscule, improbable chance that you felt the same. If you don't, I understand. You can just throw away this letter and we’ll pretend it never happened. Everything can go back to the way it was. I won't hold it against you, I just want you to be happy. But if you do feel the same, if there is even a part of you that does, then meet me at Lovers Lake tomorrow at six.

I'll be waiting for you.

Yours,

Jonathan

A/N: Heres something short and sweet for you anon, I hope you like it! Thank you for coming to Gia's Bar of Blurbs! Don't forget your reciept! ♥️

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Steve gives up and goes to law school — just like his dad always wanted. But not out of obedience. Oh no. He does it out of pure, unfiltered spite. The kind of spite that whispers: "I’m gonna dismantle your entire shady-ass business empire, old man. From the inside. With the kind of legal knowledge no overpriced firm ever managed to use against you. And guess what? I’ve got dirt."

It’s that unhinged desire for petty revenge that somehow turns Steve into a genuinely good lawyer. Like, worryingly good. Turns out, it’s easy to learn when you don’t take any of it too seriously — and your internal monologue is just a running track of “let’s see what happens if I win.”

Halfway through law school, he meets Eddie Munson. Accused of crimes in one state. Hiding out in another. A rising rockstar. A chaos gremlin. A walking lawsuit. And unfortunately, Steve’s new client — because Steve just had to sign up for that unpaid “public defender internship.”

The rest is legal hellfire, leather jackets, and questionable decision-making.

Oh, and falling in love. Probably. Maybe.

(Definitely.)

Half of this is from @purplepri? I had this idea before but I wrote it down after liking a post about Steve in business school so…

I fuck with the time travel fix it fics. But there’s one that I really want to write.

It starts just before or around the beginning of Season 1. Steve and Eddie (or Steve, Eddie, Robin, and maybe Nancy) are sent back and they don’t give a shit about the high school hierarchy.

Eddie and Steve just run at each other and hug in the middle of the hallway. Steve has his arm around Eddie as they walk to class.

Hellfire and Tommy and Carol are losing their shit.

Eddie jumps on the table and starts one of his speeches, harassing Steve until he hops on the table with him and the lecture continues.

Tommy hears Eddie call Steve Big Boy and goes so red in the face he nearly passes out.

Steve and Eddie rig the prom vote so they’d win prom king and queen.

They raise a demo dog and run it through the school on a fucking leash.

Fun stuff like that.

What's your opinion on gay clown sex

Our neighbours hate hearing it.

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