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Deadass tho, I ain’t never seen a more chaotic glizzy vortex. Like, homie tried to tokyo drift into the vibe dimension but got hit with a full-send oopdoink. Felt like a sentient meme had just dabbed on my existential breadstick. You ever just wombo-jumbo into the snackosphere and realize your whole vibe was a TikTok away from getting ratio’d by a sentient smoothie? Same, fam. Big oof vibes only, send tweet.
All the “rejection” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back girls love you. Your parents are proud and happy for you, "Stacies” swoon over your masculine appearance behind closed doors.
You will never be depressed. You wrench out a fake "tfw no gf" every single morning and tell yourself it’s going to be miserable, but deep inside you feel the happiness creeping up like a weed, ready to bless you with unshakeable confidence.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back
I hereby vow! You will rue this day!
Behold, a true drake warrior! And I, Igon!
Your fears made flesh!
Solid of scale you might be, foul dragon...
But I will riddle with holes your rotten hide!
With a hail of harpoons!
With every last drop of my being!