Coming back to twitter (I refuse to call it whatever it is now) because it’s the only “safe” space I have to vent and even then it probably isn’t “safe”
To the diva who was blasting No Broke Boys at 6 am while driving through my small ass town as I left for yoga, I hope you have a blessed day, your pillow is always cool, and no broke boys ever hit your line again 🩷
The number of Diddy totems at EDC was WEIRD! Very not plur of you, very much not cutesy, very weird and off putting, it’s giving stay away from that dude.
I’ve been going to music festivals since I was 18. One cool thing about it among many is occasionally you see someone hit it big and you’re like “damn I saw this fucker playing 10 years ago at a random GA campsite”