This. Thank you.
The girls that get it, get it. The girls that don't are chronically online low IQ bottom feeders who snicker at Kim Petras's ticket sales whilst hunched over in their grandmother's dusty attic, wearing soiled clothes covered in dried mucus from snorting at any mention of negative news about The Kim Petras. Their eyes glimmer with burning hatred as they endlessly scroll on Twitter, scouring their feeds for screenshots of Feed the Beast World Tour seat charts. *Click* The 58th screenshot of a tour venue saves to their Android camera roll. This daily ritual supplies them with a singular rush of dopamine, only possible through this neurodivergent behavior. Their scoliosis briefly straightens when their bodies elongate with demented passion as they press the "Thumbs Down" reaction. Finally, their purpose in life is met with this gleeful display of bitterness and jealousy. A glistening puddle of drool collects at their feet as Problématique blares from their 2015 Samsung phone.