Crazy How I Think I'm Not Brave Enough To Do Some Things And Then I Just Go And Get Them Done. And It's

lukewarm take but i personally do not give a shit if poor people cheat a system that was designed to fail them anyways. i also coincidentally do not enjoy the taste of boot rubber

Never kill yourself, your favorite trilogy that changed your life and mind at a molecular level can be turned into an 8-book series when you least expect it

dad wymack

I can perfectly imagine him being all charismatic and charming in front of the cameras like that

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popular culture used to be very much about eroticism. rockstars used to be on stage in sequins and thongs and thigh high boots playing guitars like they were masturbating. girls used to wear velvet mini dresses and no bras and red-brick-brown lipstick and mascara on their bottom lashes. people used to have body hair on television and in the movies. people used to be sweaty. people used to touch each other over denim and under cotton. foreplay used to be staring at someone over the rim of a glass across a bar across a park across a dinner table. people used to want. i think we’ve lost something

adam being able to stay on top of his classes while working three jobs while helping gansey find glendower while framing their teacher for murder while investing in his gay teenage romance while coping with a recent break up and his best friend dating that girl now while bringing his dad to court while moving out of his parents place into his own place while evolving into who he really is will always be incredibly impressive if you think about it he’s basically Barbie

does any body want to ttalk about the character

imagine youre riley sowell. you grow up in the south of the us, your father beats you, your mom isnt in the picture. your drug dealing cousin gets you away from him and makes sure you get the education and opportunities you never had. you spend all your money on tuning your car. at one point you became a throuple with a law student and a mechanic, you are in a healthy relationship. you are now starting your masters and this dude shows up at your uni who wakes up a bunch of deadly ghosts, apparitions and other shit, but like, hes cool and he offers you a place to stay without rent because hes fucking loaded. you help him with his research because the ghost bullshit has something to do with his family history. somewhere in the middle of all of this he pays for your top surgery. then he fucking dies in the woods, everyone says its suicide and then the ghost dude's boyfriend shows up to figure out whether his boyfriend was murdered, he's like half a person at most, drags you right back into the deadly ghosts business, has a weird homoerotically charged dynamic with your cousin that you're definitely not being paid enough to deal with and somehow the fact that boyfriend guy thinks he's straight is the most fucked up part of it all.