Since this 2020 world has decided to embitter us all so traumatically, I’ve decided it’s time to air my aggression out on Instagram yet again. Yes, I’ve been stocking images. Sleeping on duels like some petty dragon. I’ve not posted for a while because, frankly, none of you deserve even an iota of schadenfreude in your sinful little existences. BUT, being the CW martyr I’m contractually obliged to be, ill once again fasten myself to your family’s sinful toilet, and give you the quality shitposts you deserve. Let’s get right back into it shall we?
Screaming. wailing. in silverlake? Not unusual. Intelligentsia must be closed again. No, not this time. ‘Twas a duel. La traffic is not known for its humanity. Here is a fine example of such shame.
While hanging out the side of my best friend’s ride, I was hollered at. A woman, whose open mouthed grin could easily fit a panini, mask down, cooing from the back of her Uber. Looked to be an expensive ride too, black, like her little shriveled heart. #idontwantnoscrub#cameraduels