i would be a significantly different person if it weren't for the guy i worked with in high school that exposed me to heavy metal, overwatch, and a deeply cynical worldview

honestly probably had a larger influence on my development of an eating disorder and general trajectory in life than i'd care to admit

not sure why i'd be reticent - i suppose it just feels quaint and diminutive to be so impressionable, and that that influence has such large ripples that i couldn't untangle myself from even if i wanted to