* SMOKE / MIRRORS !

i go up to my room and there's girls on the ceiling; cut out their pictures and i C H A S E that feeling of an eighteen-year-old who didn't know what l o s s was [now i'm a stranger.] and i miss the days of a life still permanent, m o u r n the years before i got carried away — ( var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5248214"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "//s1.freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=&e2=&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write(""); )

[gravesdug]

“jesus h—”  zach jumped, looking up from his laptop to see who had plopped down next to him and scared the shit out of him.  “i thought—”  the librarian glared at him from across the space, and he lowered his voice.  “bitch,” he muttered with an eyeroll.  “i thought i was the only one in here.”  

[taelcr]

          “wow, calling women bitches in 2018 ?”   taylor clicked his tongue with disapproval and shook his head, propping his feet up in the chair opposite his own at zach’s table.   “that’s not very postfeminist of you. anyway, nah, i gotta finish compiling the ballots from the tournament last weekend.”   he held up an array of assorted papers as evidence and rolled his eyes.   “captain struggles, you know?”

[taelcr]

tannerup:

he snorted and yanked the picture off the locker. huh. good craftsmanship. good effort. “nah man, s’funny as shit. a little old school—” he gestured down the hallway where the callout flyers hung unevenly all over the walls. “a mass text woulda done the trick.”

          “too easy to ignore a mass text, my guy.”   taylor sighed the deep, tired sigh an old master who had to explain something oh-so obvious to yet another foolish padawan.   “besides, the name of the game is tormenting asher, right? everywhere he turns he gotta see himself as the lesser handsome squidward.”

[taelcr]

okdylcn:

dylan blinked when he finally realized that she had indeed been staring at his work for a good two minutes. it was just, well, strange to see something actually funny being put on someone’s locker; she was honestly a little shocked that he wasn’t spray painting shitstain or whorebag across it. “no, um, i’m not–” she paused and called mulligan on herself, shaking her head slightly. “i mean, there’s definitely a striking resemblance,” dylan said as she stroked her chin, humming as she considered the piece with the utmost care. “but, i don’t think your source text has that much chest hair.” 

          “probably not. something about that face”   — he stroked picture-asher’s face with his index finger for emphasis —   “just screams manscaper. but a parallel need not be exact. and i have a social obligation to report to the masses. we’ve got a squid among us.”  taylor nodded solemnly. it wasn’t an easy job, exposing the secret truths to the masses, but someone had to do it, and who if not taylor kim? no one, that’s who.

[taelcr]

          good golly miss molly , had taylor had an excruciatingly long day or what ? between all that avoiding doing any schoolwork whatsoever and , of course , plastering pictures comparing asher and handsome squidward all over the school , he was exhausted. maybe he’d head home early. but tay could feel a pair of eyes boring into his back while he smoothed the tape over a printout while he set it on the door to some random’s locker, and he turned to glance over his shoulder, raising an eyebrow.   “what ?  it’s not like it’s inaccurate.”

[taelcr]

imessage | open.

ali: i was just flashed by some couple half-naked in the second floor bathroom by the science wing. they didn't even bother to lock the door.

ali: you'd think if they go here they'd have the sense to be subtle, but. some people at this school, honestly...

taylor: if u wanted to see my ass that badly u just had to ask you didnt have to follow me into a bathroom hookup

[calihmu]

SNAP: OPEN

[taelcr]

barbiehmu:

barbie: oh i wouldnt know that

taylor: really. you dont know anything about porn and lube. taylor: what do i look like barbie that i was born yesterday? taylor: its cool barb my snapchat is a safe space u can admit you masturbate

[gravesdug]

snapchat // open

[taelcr]

zgoldstein:

ZACH: i mean… you never gave the impression you didn’t ZACH: oh shut the hell up.

TAYLOR: thats totally my bad let me be clear TAYLOR: if you’re not a hot girl i dont want your late night naked snaps TAYLOR: call me shallow, idk TAYLOR: i mean we literally dont even have hard classes at this school bruh

[taelcr]

sms | taylor

ASHER: sure why not been a while

ASHER: you fuck attractive people? wow um that is nice to know only i have a observation, attractive people don't fuck ugly people

ASHER: they need to be out of their minds to want to have sex with you

TAYLOR: aight come over lazyass

TAYLOR: nah man i never said /i/ was attractive but attractive people definitely fuck ugly people. i can show you the mountains of evidence.

TAYLOR: you should know us uggos gotta stick together and provide a united shallow front it raises our personal stock value

TAYLOR: i have other charming qualities though idk what you got going for you

[taelcr]

sms | tswizzle 🐍

brooks: lmao yes you do.

brooks: the one you had as your ringtone for the longest time. the one that's like, almost as annoying as you are lol.

taylor: are you talking about closer by the chainsmokers featuring halsey because i only made that my ringtone to catch the attention of you and every other basic bitch at this school

taylor: what do ya know, it worked

[taelcr]

sms | taylor

ASHER: what the fuck are you smoking

ASHER: not daddy issues

ASHER: yeah? you volunteering?

TAYLOR: weed mostly why u want in

TAYLOR: oh.... awkward see like i see how it could look like i was offering but the problem w that logic is that uh

TAYLOR: i fuck attractive people

[taelcr]

sms | taylor

ASHER: i would call it something else, not real.

ASHER: is that so? how interesting. i see nothing when i look into your eyes. guess they are as empty as your brain.

ASHER: yeah, my fist meeting your face is sure what i call unresolved issues.

TAYLOR: so much hostilityyyy you ever see that shitty movie w adam sandler? goosfraba my dude. deep breaths

TAYLOR: definitely daddy issues then

TAYLOR: i heard if u fuck an older man it helps with that

[calihmu]

SNAP: OPEN

Barbie: i have bottles of wine that someone should help me finish  Barbie: or should i save it for the bachelorette tomorrow? serious question

[taelcr]

Taylor: but bachelorette w/o wine is like porn w/o lube??? Taylor: cant do it. it’s not in the stars 

[hiighlady]

snapchat 📲 open

emmy: this coffee totally does not have baileys as creamer emmy: and these sunglasses are totally not trying to hide my hangover

[taelcr]

taylor: arent we a little old for this like taylor: edgelord “hehe im so cool because i was drunk last night” aesthetic taylor: or is that just me

[taelcr]

sms | taylor

ASHER: please taylor tell me how you really feel will you

TAYLOR: i keep it real my guy

TAYLOR: when i look into your cold dead eyes all i see is a deep, deep well of unresolved issues

TAYLOR: daddy? or something else

[gravesdug]

snapchat // open

ZACH: can’t sleep. brain hurts from studying. wyd?

[taelcr]

TAYLOR: when in my life have i ever given the impression that i want ur late night naked snaps TAYLOR: brain hurts from studying ? thats embarrassing for you

[taelcr]

sms | OPEN.

brooks: what's the name of that one really annoying song you like?

taylor: you come into my dms with this level of fuckin disrespect dude

taylor: i do not like a single annoying song ever

[taelcr]

sms | open

ASHER: lewis has officially lost his shit. after making me go to a grieving session he now thinks i have unsorted issues.

ASHER: i'm starting to think he's related to jody because all that comes out of his mouth is bullshit.

TAYLOR: idk why you're out here texting me and trying to pretend that you don't very obviously have unsorted issues