i stopped believing in things once trix cereal stopped being shaped like fruit
What if they still are shaped like fruit but trix is for kids and we’re not kids anymore so we just see boring cereal?
fuck
do you ever wonder
if chris pine looks at lindsay lohan and goes
“fuck what if i really did take all of her luck”
PLAYS (✿◠‿◠)
MUSICALS (✿◠‿◠)
BROADWAY (✿◠‿◠)
OFF BROADWAY (✿◠‿◠)
THEATRE (☉‿☉✿)
creative writing assignment more like
au fanfiction
i scrolled past this but had to go back because it speaks to me on a spiritual level
*punches hole through casket* i forgot to clear my history
*rubs eyes*
*remembers i’m wearing eye makeup*
*scREAMS*
gettingcrazywiththecheezewhiz:
In the winter I sleep with twelve blankets on.
In the summer I turn on a fan then sleep with twelve blankets on.
[AGGRESSIVELY CARES FOR YOU FROM A DISTANCE BECAUSE I DON’T KNOW HOW TO MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER]
is that butter
no it’s stonehenge
I can’t believe it’s not butter
I had to look something up on Lizzie Bennet’s YouTube channel and got legitimately sad that she was last active 2 months ago. You know, like she is a person I know who hadn’t been online recently and therefore missed.
I miss her, too.
Happy Father’s Day Fathers of Glee!
Fuck special snowflakes who think like this.
Gurl bye
Your ass ain’t fucking special because you don’t wear makeup.
You’re not fucking better than the woman with large breasts who wears tank tops.
You’re a piece of shit because you are putting sexist stereotypes onto other women in some anti-feminine bullshit.
If you don’t like it, why’d you comment on it? I think it’s awesome and you’re probably one of the girls up there that wears makeup and shortshorts and tiny tanktops. And most kids today wear makeup because they think they aren’t pretty and need it. So deal with it. And get over yourself.girl bye.
lemme tell you something: I wear tons of fucking make up. I wear short dresses. I walk around with a face that looks about as fake as it can get outside of a fucking barbie doll. and I like it that way. and, despite what you seem to think, no, it’s not because i think i’m ugly. i just fucking like makeup (and trust, i’ve spent years examining my own motivations and how they’re tied to internalized self-hated, fatphobia and misogyny so don’t EVEN cause you don’t know what you’re talking about).
I also read ravenously; engage in discourse regarding philosphy, art, economics, politics, race, gender, sexuality; make subversive art; and love comics and film and music. I’M A FUCKING PERSON IS WHAT I’M SAYING.
like how fucking deep is this goddamn image when the spine of the book JUST SAYS THE WORD ‘BOOK’.
this kind of bullshit narrative, other than furthering a misogynistic dichotomy that pits women against each other, is also a complete fucking fallacy. A huge majority of average women DON’T DO THIS. you aren’t the lone plain jane in an army of cake-faced, bottle blonde barbies—if you look around, you’ll see that most women just throw on jeans and tops and very little makeup.
I get that this kind of shit is an attempt to fight back against media-made images of what womanhood is supposed to be. I get it. (thought isn’t it interesting that the “weirdo” in the picture is still thin and conventionally attractive??)
but attacking other women who you perceive as being stupid or carbon copies because of their fucking appearance doesn’t fight back against shit. it actually does EXACTLY what the patriarchy wants us to do—engenders more hatred and competition between women.
but you know, whatever, continue to think you’re so goddamn special. i’ll be over here reading AND wearing hot pink lipstick and having a hell of a time doing it.
PREACH IT, SISTER.
life rules
- you are never as awkward as you think you are
- you are never as annoying as you think you are
- you are never as boring as you think you are
- your compliments are never as creepy as you think they are
- you are way more wanted than you give yourself credit for
- chin up, dude
