@moon.cheon

The Chosen King

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I tried to be artistic, but it ended up being so rushed, so crap.

father paul is proof im a moronsexual

I’d like to formally ask for Marcus Isaacson’s hand in marriage

the two genders are “i no longer wish to be perceived” and “i have to be the most fuckable person at the grocery store”

people always say "skins was so unrealistic! no teenager actually lives like effy and her gang!"

like idk what your college experience was like but I've been to college twice, once when I was 16, dropped out when I was 17, then again when I was 19. my college experience was exactly like them. when you come from a low income area and the education system is a bit shit, it's pretty much like how it's portrayed in skins. I smoked weed every day. I took MDMA. I drank vodka in the back of my english class. I had sex on college premises. I skipped classes and the teachers rarely followed it up because we were treated like adults. I partied all night. the shop up the road from college sold to underage students because the guy who owned it knew that his biggest source of income was students. we had a tight knit friend group that fell apart pretty easily. everyone in my group was mentally ill. the teachers didnt give a shit.

the reason I've always loved skins is because it's gritty and real. it's how a lot of us live. if you're a pretty wealthy middle class kid, you probably didn't live like them, but the kids in skins were pretty much my friend group.

i love skins because its realistic to how I lived.

My hypothesis is that in like 10 years gen z is gonna have a big cult boom the way the boomers did in the 70s

i thought everyone was kind of, a little bit... exaggerating. i had been in love, but it wasn't like that. the world was still just-the-world. the sky was lovelier next to them, yes, but love wasn't the awe i had heard about. it was deft and sly and beautiful - but i was sort of privately scornful of true love as a concept. i thought that poets are often full of drama - i'm a poet, after all. all the crying and sighing and world-shifting. i thought - nobody actually loses their appetite, nobody actually gets butterflies. people like to believe they're in love a lot, and the placebo effect will do things to you. no wonder other people lost sleep - i thought: well, that makes sense for them, but it is not going to happen for me.

and then i met her. and then it was real, and i knew something had opened that could never go back to sleep.

this is who i want to be but i cant stfu

"i don't watch euphoria" bitches are starting to be just as annoying as the people who do watch it like girl we get it you're not special