MEET ME AT MY TRUTH
Words: MJB
Lifted from my burner IG, posted on 20 March 2022
In the spirit of my daddy John Waters (Prince of puke, Godfather of filth) I am setting the bar low with my return to shit posting so I’ll caveat that now so I have a paper trail for court if someone tries to cancel me lmao.
This is my no filter, no facetune, no bs account.
I am not sorry that I’ll spam trauma memes/post long existential rants/blow up ur dms + then ghost u/ruin your day + then mine.
I truly loathe this platform but I can’t gatekeep my life from my friends anymore.
It’s been lonely hiding in the shadows of the internet + inside my room for the last few years (am I 15 again or…?).
I’ve been lingering on reddit, discord, tumblr, roblox, tiktok, linkedin so if you’ve missed my bs then u just weren’t looking hard enough.
I really wish you would, but I’m an emo freak so it’s probably easy to believe I like being left alone, so i forgive u. Petty feels aside, it’s great to be blogging again. Missed you all, obvi.
Here I am having fun for the first time in too long, perched on a throne amongst the co-mingled recycling outside the Saddest Factory Records party at SXSW after being geeKT from screaming MCR lyrics w Phoebe Bridgers + other miserable industry kids. Together but alone, that’s the biz baby!
Parking this train of thought for now. I’ve got content banked up so expect more chaos.
</3 STAY MESSY, ILY XD
