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hex part iii. on the quad. it’s a quiet night and that always seemed to suit you. there’s the smell of drakkar noir in the air, and it reminds you of something sinister, and something familiar all the same. isn’t it always the things that wrap themselves around us without our knowledge the things that can turn the blood cold? two rooms over you can hear the faint sounds of a raucous game of clearly non-socially distanced beer-pong. before you know it, a man with not one but six upturned collars asks you where you summered, and you know exactly what this waking nightmare is. a college party, and the guitar guy that seems like he’s just really been hurt by girls with long brunette hair named rachel or amanda has locked eyes with you. this one is for you, stranger, he whispers as the opening chords of ‘only wanna be with you’ turn this bitch to an 11. #NoOedipusOctober
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vibratinglove3ggo when we said we wanted content we meant a song wtf is this king
hex this is how the capitalists win.
OCTOBER 26

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hex part ii. crushed velvet. the internal monologue being a the phone internet browser of the psyche, it runs behind everything without so much as asking permission, suckling at the teat of battery life like a nineteen year old working a taco bell. it has so many needs and no way to fill them all, and when the nineteen year old looks in the mirror and sees what has become of them, a grease stain left of the plush crushed velvet lining of life, it has to wonder, did i always know this about myself? did i always know that this is how it ends? in the cracked mirror of what could only be referred to as a crackhouse chic apartment on top of a slaughterhouse the shadowy figure easily overtakes me due to my malnutrition from not eating a vegetable since i was 9.
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smoochie_23 is this a commentary on our obsession with appearances as a culture???
hex nah. had pimple. was gnar.
OCTOBER 25
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hex part i. the juicery. it always starts the same way, and instead of bringing you a sense of existential dread, it has always calmed your anxieties. no matter what, this one thing will remain the same, this will be a routine that i can grow with, this will be something that will sustain me. so when the words ‘we’re out of celery, sir’ come out of her mouth they hit you like a ton of bricks. what do you mean out? of my favorite pressed juice? i couldn’t simply make it myself, i don’t have the requisite shaman wearing burlap? thankfully, the woman behind you in the yoga pants takes pity and leads forward to whisper the the high priestess of juicing. ‘we’ll get you a green one, it’ll be the same,’ the way she pats your shoulder like she knows your incompetence makes you feel the same sense of peace once again. just like mom, oh no... just like mom.
from the people who definitely didn't bring you #nosimpseptember (we are firmly all simp all the time), join us for much more topical and feminist supporting #NoOedipusOctober
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totalentertaintment4ev But I already told my mom she was hot today
OCTOBER 26