thinking about watching nightmare on elm street but :
1. I was terrified of Freddy Krueger as a child (he still freaks me out honestly)
2. Unsure if there’s gay content
3. I hate Freddy Krueger
4. I fucking hate Freddy Krueger

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thinking about watching nightmare on elm street but :
1. I was terrified of Freddy Krueger as a child (he still freaks me out honestly)
2. Unsure if there’s gay content
3. I hate Freddy Krueger
4. I fucking hate Freddy Krueger
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the productivity creatures
rice with egg on top with a sprinkle of green onion and chili oil ouuuuuu
“Why even open bed and breakfast? Sell cinnamon and live like kings!”
Thor, Ghosts (US), S1:E18
Happy Pride Month!
room for squares by John Mayer came out a month or so before 9/11- so hypothetically some of the people who sadly died that day got to experience the magic of John Mayer…. Damn
being a video game enjoyer so difficult sometimes like do I play BOTW, South Park & the fractured buttwhole, avatar: frontiers of Pandora, Tomodachi Life, or any of the 1 billion Lego games I own?
I always linger
I guess you could say he’s ve… he’s a very h…
Lady Flutter has a ladybird land on her!
At Paignton, in Devon, England.
chippy the dog has genuinely helped me get through some dark places in my life. he’s so dear to me
sometimes I wonder if you still think about me
how we played Fortnite
how I made you play apex with me
even though you didn’t like it as much as I did
just because I wanted to play together
I wanted your attention
but I still refused to accept it
your flirtation embarrassed me
as much as it flattered me
but we were just 15
I was in Kansas while you were in California
attending military school you hated
dealing with a hard home life, just like me
we’d call for hours
I cooked eggs on FaceTime
you told me to be careful with my spatula
else it would melt
I thought that was so silly, a cooking utensil melting while doing its purpose?
I guess you just cared in those small, silly ways
I just wanted you to like me how I liked you
but I was a boy, just like you
it wasn’t something you wanted
I still see when you’re active on Fortnite
I think about inviting you to my party
using voice chat again
but I never do
I just think about it
I think of you when I see the Halloween movies
how you were so excited for the new one
how I couldn’t care less, yet I found myself wanting to watch them just to have something in common
I never did
I just stuck to Scream
pretended it didn’t matter to me at all
I wish I could remember where you lived
how we met
an instagram group chat with terrible people
but you were different
you thought I was cool
cool enough to private message and call
to be PlayStation network friends
to be 15 and stupid
to stay up, to talk late into the night
I miss that, but I know that I won’t ever get that back
being a young, dumb teenage boy
with my equally stupid friends
no cares or concerns but the new Fortnite season
I wish many things still
even though it’s in the past now
I wish I never found myself so fascinated with that man
when I was 15 and he was 19
when he told me we could be together if I went back to being a girl
moved to turkey and converted to Islam
how he told me… I can’t even type it
it sounded so silly, so outrageous
he couldn’t have possibly been serious
the things he said, the way he thought of other people
the stupid Roblox game we played, that I hated
it was so boring
the terrible but fascinating pictures he’d send me
telling me of his sickle cell disease
and how he’d bleed randomly
I knew it was wrong, but I did it anyway
but still
I wonder if you ever think about me at all
about what once was, what could of been
even though we were separated by many states
being 15 again
finally …. It will be mine …