Madness string 111340

Random mermaid
This is like my personal 'golden rule'. If you think what you did was fine, why can't I tell people about it? Own it if it's not big deal. But if you think what you did was so fucked up it can't be spoken about publicly, then apologize and stop fucking doing it. I'll keep it between us if you acknowledge your mistake. But if you think it's cool to throw a kid's favorite blanket away, why the fuck do you care if everyone knows? Because I will make sure everyone knows.
I accumulate memes. Social media sites form actual strata in my soul, revealing my geological age in layers: Geocities, Myspace, Livejournal, Tumblr. Memes encrust me, like jewels, just layer on layer of reaction gifs and shitposts, some of which I barely understand, but I refuse to let go of. I cling to them, they are ever-relevant, undying.