You know what? I have feelings about this.

I have a bachelor’s degree. That means I was in school for sixteen years, and throughout those sixteen years, my grammar was impeccable. It had to be.

This? This isn’t school. This isn’t school, this isn’t a job, this isn’t even a very good social networking site. I did my time of being proper. If I want to “do a thing” I’m gonna fucking do it and you can’t stop me. If I want to refer to it as adulting and you don’t like it the unfollow button (and block button, if your sensibilities are THAT delicate) is RIGHT THERE.

I’m an adult. I know proper English. This isn’t my job, this is where I go to relax. Grammar can get fucked while I’m here. Get a sense of humor, ffs.