i really do miss you the mostest
i miss you the more-than-mostest-est… ier-est.
Rest of the zines were sent out this morning! Keep an eye out on yo’ mail, tumblr.
Not having a relationship where you feel the need to post some annoying indirect shit about the fight you had last night, or about how you’re so totally over it, or whatever. Don’t people know how to fucking communicate without using the Internet as a messenger of passive aggressive handwritten notes written in sharpie on paint cards, or typed in helvetica overlaid onto random images of night skies, or the beach?
quitting facebook is the modern version of running away from home. we know you’re doing it for attention and we know you’ll be back.