November 2012, we trudge along the hedges surrounding a cemetery not far from our school, where we’d spend our days frolicking. We discuss the latest black ops game before we joke about the world ending in a month
going for a walk, trying to find the highest vantage point I can and perch there with pizza and cheap beer while I watch the sunset. I feel so restless
the sexual submissiveness that these ‘goth/muscle mommy’ zoomers project is just them being too afraid and anxious of being perceived as macho or creepy. “Please step on me goth mommy uwu” is the only safe way of expressing their heterosexuality that they know