I need to get this out of my system though. For the last 12+ hours I've been doing nothing but banepost. I haven't ate or been to the bathroom. I've just sat here at my desk, listening to my banecore music playlist, and shitposting about a five minute twenty two second movie scene. I've started a few video edits of the plane scene which, after I'm done, I won't even upload to youtube. They're for me at this point. I've made a few image edits and they've already been reposted a handful of times. I don't think I'll share my edits any more. They're for me, and watching other people share them makes me legitimately sad at this point. I started this whole baneposting thing ironically. I think. It was just another meme. Five years (give or take, I wasn't one of the first baneposters so it's more like four) later and I'm still fucking doing it. It isn't even that funny to me any more. Any time I see new baneposting OC I seriously get giddy. Right now, every damned sentence I'm typing is taking effort to not slip at least one subtle reference in somehow. My actual thought process, I think, has changed because of this fucking meme. I've never even been on a fucking plane and yet I spend every day thinking about that scene.