me: [literally dying, having the Ultimate Bad Time™, physically unable to get out of bed, mental stability found dead in miami]
a voice in the distance: but have u heard the news about the media/work of fiction u use to Cope and run away from the reality of ur problems? 👀
me, shoving reality and my own problems out the window before sliding across the floor in my fuzzy socks: wait sorry i’m back lmao what the fuck is UP son?????? give me the hot news!!! depression whom??? i don’t know her!!!!! i’m Alive and ready to overanalyze fictional gays!!!!