Look you just have to make the cool weird shit that excites you. You must. In this world besieged by bland, scrubbed boring, computer slop, you must. Make the thing you’re embarrassed to make, the thing that feels “too much” because otherwise we get drowned in a sea of cowardly work made by a button
August 6, 2025 at 3:39 PM
Look you just have to make the cool weird shit that excites you. You must. In this world besieged by bland, scrubbed boring, computer slop, you must. Make the thing you’re embarrassed to make, the thing that feels “too much” because otherwise we get drowned in a sea of cowardly work made by a button
My first concert experience was in 2024, and at one point I was struggling to see over the crowd. So naturally, my boyfriend tries to raise me up in a way I could only describe as when someone holds up a pug under the pits.
August 7, 2025 at 12:45 AM
My first concert experience was in 2024, and at one point I was struggling to see over the crowd. So naturally, my boyfriend tries to raise me up in a way I could only describe as when someone holds up a pug under the pits.