To Whoever Is Singing In The Storage Room, You Sound Beautiful And I Too Live For The Applause, Applause,

To whoever is singing in the storage room, you sound beautiful and I too live for the applause, applause, applause

Thinkin’ about when I came out to my best friend (at the time) who was (said* she was) a lesbian. I then told her about my current partner (who I wasn’t yet with) and how he was my favorite person currently living. She then told me how she was into me (thelileggBOY) and how she could see a future with me. So like a month later I started dating my partner and she started dating the literal scum of the earth (but that’s a different story)

I have come to realize that in this day and age, in my small town specifically, I have caused a small group of people to reinvent Christianity in a less meaningful way. They all want to kill one guy to pay for all evil in the world. They also all think I’m going to kill this guy. And this guy keeps asking me for help like I’m gonna get him out of this. This guy is me. I’m effectively Jesus, Judas, and god in this senecio and I’M LIVING FOR IT

The sheer amount of POWER I hold in this lil’ noggin ‘o’ mine.

This girl went IN DEPTH into her weird Harry Potter fanfic/role-play game she created with her cousin years ago and I TOOK. NOTES.

I could just write out what happened, and attach the official art they created for it, and send it out to the masses.

I am genuinely considering this.

This was a real conversation between a friend of mine and I