lmao something you should know about me is that i dont like being touched (only by my VERRRY close friends) and if you rest your hand on my shoulder/ hug me/ put an arm around me/ but a hand on my back/ aNYTHING REALLY ill likely feel the need to get away from you ASAP
a support group for people who started saying YAAAAAAS ironically and now can’t stop
Suddenly, there is a great rumbling.
Over hill, over dale, through forest, through fog, they come. Some walk. Some fly. Some crawl. Some simply move deep within the bowels of the earth. They are massive in number, terrifying in their fury. They blot out the sun from the grass below. They nearly shake the earth from orbit with their rage.
They are the English majors.
They give a fuck about an Oxford comma.