sorry but having to immediately transition from heated rivalry psychosis to harry styles psychosis there are neuroscientists currently terrified of my brain activity
What I've learned from Heated Rivalry discourse, it's that women are fucking SAD. Like in a bone-deep, trenchfoot-of-the-heart kind of way — there's a hopelessness that has been buried in the backyard of our minds for years, and it feels like the dog just dug it up, so to speak.