OH WELL WHATEVER NEVER MIND

Very snotty Gen X teen though; very on-brand for the times, during which referring to anything as “on-brand” would also be a withering insult, come to think of it

The token had heft and weight, and, like an ancient Roman coin, carried with it millennia-old human understanding of what currency means: this for that.

The MetroCard was slippery, hard to share, full of secrets.

Like we literally do not have to take these fucking jagoffs or their thought experiments seriously. And when you tell them they’re full of shit they can’t function because they’ve only ever been told they’re exceptional

Does he slap his own buns when he says “bottom”

I’m not proud to say I needed this today but I really needed it today

[Vixen was Vamp for poors, the nail polish was a good 17 percent of my personality for a while]

I KNOW!!! ✨✨✨✨✨