Writing your own stuff: ‘Oh man this is the greatest story ever.’
Reading your own stuff after a month: ‘Welp, let’s set this travesty on fire and never speak of it again.’
i just got in the elevator with some guy i didn’t know and we both romantically pressed the same button together and our fingers touched and lingered and we said oh at the same time and then he didn’t even get off on that floor
once upon a time, i was in an honors english class as a sophomore in high school, and we covered the great gatsby
and once a day, every day, one young man would say, in the exact same inquisitive tone of wonder,
"wait a minute! is nick gay for gatsby?"
until finally, one day, our teacher shouted, “YES NICK IS GAY FOR GATSBY BUT I CAN’T TEACH YOU THAT BECAUSE THIS IS A CATHOLIC SCHOOL.”
so the last time i did the google game where you type in “asexuals are…” a nd wait for the auto complete thing it was “asexuals are selfish” and “asexuals aren’t real” and shit like that but i just did it again and
i’m crying i’m so happy
I approve of asexual coming for the iron throne. Seems like a good use of time and resources.