remember in School of Rock where the black girl was afraid to say she wanted to be a singer because she was fat and didn’t want to get laughed at but Dewey was all “who gives a shit, I’m fat too and so is aretha franklin but we’re still valuable and we rock” and then the girl felt better without having to be told that beauty comes in all sizes or some other bullshit. thats the kind of body positivity I’m looking for. tell these babies that they’re worth a damn without tying it to any other arbitrary ideals
The second she was born I had to be a good mother, because otherwise she would turn into a serial killer, and no mother wants that for her child. After all, killing is my job.
these crows have fun by swinging from a willow branch source
what fucking hell dimension are y’all blogging from
me when my uquiz results tell me i’m emotionally unavailable and i self-sabotage whenever something good happens to me because i’d rather fail while being in control than face the possibility of my best effort just not being enough because i picked a certain hozier lyric:
And by the time they retrieve the sandwich, it has gotten moldy.
Every night you hear a noise coming from your kitchen. One day you work up the courage to investigate. Upon entering you see a monster rummaging around in your fridge, stealing a sandwich and escaping through a portal. That was your favourite sandwich.
So this happened at my school and this is the definition of the public education system.
am I an idiot? don't answer that question...
Dracula (1931)