A Deadpan Look at Your Cringe Eras
Let's be real for a second. And by real, I mean painfully, uncomfortably, why-did-I-ever-think-this-was-a-good-idea real. Remember 2020? Of course you do. We were all trapped inside, losing our minds, and somehow collectively decided that the only thing keeping us sane was committing to a full-blown internet aesthetic like our lives depended on it. You had your e-boy phase. Do not even try to deny it. You know exactly what I am talking about. The black nail polish. The chain necklace. The side part that took forty-five minutes to perfect just so you could look like you rolled out of bed and accidentally stumbled into a Hot Topic. You posted those videos with sad indie music playing in the background, staring into the camera like you were carrying the weight of the entire world on your shoulders. You thought you were deep. You thought you were mysterious. You thought you were the main character in some artsy coming-of-age film. Spoiler alert. You were not. You were just another ...