Let's not romanticize the past in which we had to wait for years and go uphill both ways to get our manga, okay? That shit isn't nostalgic; that sucked. It sucked.
WORD.
God. What the fuck, man.
I'm sick to death of dudes trying to hoard the nerd like they should have some kind of secret, priviledged right to it, like they discovered it first and fuck off to all those people who have it easier now that we have the internet or some whacked shit like that (is that basically what he was getting at? Because I'm not going to lie, the back-button backtracking I just did gave me whiplash).
I remember when I was in grade five and absolutely glomming onto The Fucking Babysitter's Club because I didn't know all (or any) of the reasons why I liked the dykey, tomboy main character as much as I did. I just knew that I really loved Kristy a whole lot and no one else around me seemed to be as excited about it as I was and it made me feel like a giant weirdo in a very, sore-thumb-in-the-suburbs way.
Fast-forward to highschool when I discovered the internet and fanfiction and *slash* and it was all so gloriously, *easily* accessible and I was finally able to name why I loved Kristy so much but now I knew other people just like me were out there too and it was suddenly *easier* to, like, fucking breath and I just...I don't understand why that's a bad thing.
Easy access to the gay, man. It saved my fucking life. And it continues to save the lives of others as well, every single day. There isn't any bad here, as far as I can see. But what do I know. I obviously didn't have to work as hard for it.
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WORD.
God. What the fuck, man.
I'm sick to death of dudes trying to hoard the nerd like they should have some kind of secret, priviledged right to it, like they discovered it first and fuck off to all those people who have it easier now that we have the internet or some whacked shit like that (is that basically what he was getting at? Because I'm not going to lie, the back-button backtracking I just did gave me whiplash).
I remember when I was in grade five and absolutely glomming onto The Fucking Babysitter's Club because I didn't know all (or any) of the reasons why I liked the dykey, tomboy main character as much as I did. I just knew that I really loved Kristy a whole lot and no one else around me seemed to be as excited about it as I was and it made me feel like a giant weirdo in a very, sore-thumb-in-the-suburbs way.
Fast-forward to highschool when I discovered the internet and fanfiction and *slash* and it was all so gloriously, *easily* accessible and I was finally able to name why I loved Kristy so much but now I knew other people just like me were out there too and it was suddenly *easier* to, like, fucking breath and I just...I don't understand why that's a bad thing.
Easy access to the gay, man. It saved my fucking life. And it continues to save the lives of others as well, every single day. There isn't any bad here, as far as I can see. But what do I know. I obviously didn't have to work as hard for it.