not that it's relevant
a collaborative poem-comic about growing up online

this is a thing you can download! and it’s an enormous collaboration! it’s a piece of incredible writing and artwork navigating being online in the late 90′s to the early 2000′s and growing up, constructing multiple digital identities, making friends, losing spaces, and its relevance to my life scared the shit out of me. maybe it’ll scare you too.

(there’s moments of gore, body horror, discussion of 4chan/chanboards, sex & sexuality, DRAGON BALL Z yes, that kind of thing)

i hate hate hate it that boys think that they have some sort of entitlement to a girls attention and that they literally do anything humanly possible (and quite uncomfortably might i add) to f o r c e a girl to like them / be attracted to them it’s so disgusting

Sometimes people use “respect” to mean “treating someone like a person” and sometimes they use “respect” to mean “treating someone like an authority”

and sometimes people who are used to being treated like an authority say “if you won’t respect me I won’t respect you” and they mean “if you won’t treat me like an authority I won’t treat you like a person”

and they think they’re being fair but they aren’t, and it’s not okay.

  • me: *plays video games constantly*
  • person: oh you game? what do you play?
  • me: *suddenly cannot remember a single game i have ever played aside from cooking mama*

*a cackle is heard in the distance*

 what i love is about the whole directioners v. kpop thing is that kpop fandom is always at war with each other at some point because kpop is comprised of so many different bands that its almost impossible to avoid

but the second anyone touches kpop in english speaking countries in favor for other artists in a racist fashion, shit gets locked down, like… 

i havent seen a single fandom war post for days. not on the big bang blogs that i follow. not on the shinee blogs. or the super junior blogs. not the orange caramel. not mamamoo. not exo. nothing. 

just kpop fandom collectively setting aside their rivalries for the sake of protecting each other from a group of ignorant people who like to think because they are superior to a group of people based simply on the language they speak. 

its kind of like “you can’t hit my sibling. only i can hit my sibling.”


Let’s just ignore the opening line (and certain other parts…) and focus on this: 

“He’s an incredible writer, too. I was worried he’d just be a 20-year-old boy. So I walked in with a prepared verse and chorus. But he gave me very poetic, mature lyrics. I was like, ’Well, damn, Harry, you know what love is.’”

I want to hear this demo so badly!!!