please don't go, we love you so, and we will eat you whole, sweet bang, bang, you shot me down, bang, bang, I hit the ground, bang, bang, my

I have found exactly one person intimidating in the past five years. So, of course, we fell hard. But, that giant ego, brain, and cold detachment isn't enough to demolish the fucking judgment and degradation breeding self-hate-portrait we feel in their presence.

And, fully assume it is obvious by now, but:
we only want to go to the parties when we aren't invited.

Xoxo,
some grrrl with the most cake *face*