*STANDING ON A TABLE WITH A MEGAPHONE ENERGY* MY DEAR FRIENDS, comrades in arms, those of us still out here in the year of our lord 2024, I make great apologies. I am late to you with this. HOWEVER this does not diminish the aggression or pressure from this EXTREMELY FRIENDLY REMINDER that Alex Rider, still 14 I guess although questionable, has never handled a gun but once went to space, thrown into situations he is not qualified for and treats them with the contempt they deserve, yacht destroyer, is out here every day hating British institutions and protesting injustice in government and showcasing that sometimes you just need to blow up a billionaire.
It’s 2024, and I know that for some of us the turning of the year is getting increasingly bleak - we have war, conflict, genocide, climate change, the roll back of basic human rights….but I want us all to go into 2024 with the energy of Alex Rider: yes it’s OK to be down about the circumstances not of your agency that you find yourself in, but there’s always a fucking way to blow up a yacht. Stay safe out there.
Can't believe that she genuinely doesn't sleep.
Like she's literally waging a war on the weak. She opened the door to my dreams and turned them into nightmares but like a life?? She still gets to keep that??
*Whorian Gay
fixed it :))
The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde
fixed it :)
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Been working at haunt for a couple weeks now, and people are weird as shit. Like, why tf are little boys asking actors to shove things up their ass?? Why are fully grown men making feet pics jokes when they see severed legs??
"How do you write such realistic dialogue-" I TALK TO MYSELF. I TALK TO MYSELF AND I PRETEND I AM THE ONE SAYING THE LINE. LIKE SANITY IS SLOWLY SLIPPING FROM BETWEEN MY FINGERS WITH EVERY MEASLY WORD THEY TYPE OUT. THAT IS HOW.
they wanted the highway, they're happier there today
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