The Greatest Thing You Possibly Could've

And here we go…

My aesthetic

i've seen enough horror movies starring upper-middle-income white families stuck in spacious haunted mansions. gimme stories about millennials stuck in haunted studio apartments. consider the realism:

why is this protagonist staying in an obviously haunted building despite the glaring warning signs? because a week at a motel would send them spiraling into credit card debt, they'll take their chances with the vengeful spirits. why did they chose this apartment complex to begin with, despite the many many unexplained mysterious deaths that show up on the first page of a google search? hon some of us don't have the credit score to move away from high (paranormal) crime areas. how could i be so careless as to sign a soul-binding contract with a demonic entity? bitch they're called LANDLORDS

Meet

Change a single letter and change the word game

I want to play a game with you all.

You have to make a new word by changing only one letter of the last word.

Dirt

date a girl who treats you the same way she treats books

Going from being an introverted lurker on reddit to trying to post my own stuff here is so wild. I keep typing out a post, deleting it, then retyping because I think it's not good enough but then I look at other posts and why am I so worried?

It's like I'm at a fancy Italian restaurant and keep glancing around the room to see which hand people use to pick up the forks. But then I realize that everyone is shoveling spaghetti into their mouths using their bare hands and I'm like ah okay so I'm clearly overthinking this

Finals Week Mood

Me: *has crippling anxiety about a test tomorrow*

Also me: *plays solataire for an hour straight*

He literally looks like a cupcake, thank you

My Paw Paw (grandfather) is the most conservative, gun-loving, ignorant asshole I know. One time the police were called on him in a Popeyes parking lot cause he was drunk and yelling at people. He proceeded to throw chicken at the police officers and yell at them as well until they arrested him. This is his favorite story that he will tell anyone who sits still long enough.

You can identify a fake redneck by their passionate support of “blue lives matter.” Real rednecks have been in at least one physical fight and/or high-speed chase with police officers and would do it again