Never forget the time my Mema wanted to make me feel better because I was sick so she bought me a manga…but she didn’t look inside. So when I went to read it I discovered she bought me a yaoi. If you don’t know what yaoi means it’s gay hentai. My grandma bought me gay p0rn 🤣
Manager: “Taylor you can’t just say Twitter looks like a porn site.”
Me: “But it does?”
Manager: “But you can’t just go around saying that.”
Me: “So you want me to post on Twitter more and be myself, but except me not to say the weird shit I think?”
Manager: “..Point taken.”
Manager: “Don’t forget to post on Twitter today.”
Me: “Okay I’ll do that now.”
Manager: “Don’t just quote our texts please.”
Me: “You’re not my real dad.”
Manager: “…so you’re going to do it anyway?”
Me: “Yep.”
Manager: “I don’t even know what my job is anymore.”
Manager: “Have you been posting on Twitter regularly like I asked?”
Me: “………..”
Manager: “…..Taylor.”
Me: “Idk what to write…”
Manager: “Anything! Literally anything!”
I’m this close 🤏 to renouncing my goth hood. If one more chain, strap, harness, or lace gets ripped…I’m gonna scream. I spend more time fixing my shit than I do wearing it,