kevin alone

what if neil’s mom had not only stolen neil away on that night (you know the one i’m talking about), but also kevin? what if kevin and neil were raised on the run together, but instead of watching from afar they learned to play exy in every country they ran to. what if neil and kevin developed a brother bond super strong from living on the run together and trying to keep each other alive

WHAT IF KEVIN AND NEIL WEREN’T ALL ALONE IN THEIR LIVES AND THEY HAD EACH OTHER EVEN BEFORE THEY MADE IT ONTO THE FOXHOLE COURT

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It’s Kevin time *gets hit in the face with a chair*

to the entire ptx fandom,

I know it’s hard to believe right now, but everything is going to be all right.
‪within pentatonix, I have found many things. love. acceptance. appreciation. talent. beauty. but most of all, a home. ‬
‪that avi ‬is leaving does not change that home. they will always be a part of me and they will always have a home in my heart. but more than that, they will always be a home for me.
in six years, scott, mitch, avi, kirstin, and kevin have achieved more success than I would’ve ever imagined possible. three grammys. sold out shows. multi-platinum selling albums. but more than that, they have turned a fan base into a family. they have embraced us, welcomed us into their world with open arms. we have cried together. laughed together.
that avi is leaving changes a lot. but it doesn’t change that home. it doesn’t change that love. that acceptance. that appreciation. that talent. that beauty. it doesn’t change the fact that we love them with every fragment of our being. it doesn’t change the fact that they love us.
pentatonix is more than a band. they are a home.
and that home will never be lost, never be forgotten.
always cherished.
always standing by.
they’re not on their way home.
they are home.
#PTXForever

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(*I get that I’m oversimplifying the Jasper-Lapis consent/relationship dynamic but I don’t have the energy to parse out the nuances of that clusterf*ck)

It’s going to be really interesting to see the sexual assault statistics for the generation that is growing up with Steven Universe.

So last night I got drunk and played The Sims

Since my post about getting drunk and playing Skyrim seemed to be so popular, I got drunk again last night and played The Sims. I’ll be honest, the whole ordeal felt like trying to catch lightning in a bottle and I really don’t think it holds up to the Skyrim post, and I never really found that funny to begin with. But what the fuck do I know, here’s what happened.