Hay Dos Medios Para Refugiarse De La Miseria De La Vida: La Música Y Los Gatos.

Are fedoras really that bad?

YES YES THEY ARE

I remember this time where my class had a math substitute, and we couldn't be paying her less atention. There were a couple of guys who were trying to do the bottle flip challenge in every possible surface (and failing), and after a while the substitute got tired of their bs and told them to stop. One of those guys offered her a deal: if she could do the challenge in the first try, the class would get extra homework. So she went (fun fact she was pregnant) and did it. Everybody went fucking wild it was amazing

You heard me! Red as a color does not show up naturally in nature! Anything that seems "red" was actually made by human experimentations or produced by the government! Hope this helps

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You know you've got far enough with fangirling when YouTube puts a Stranger Things 2 ad before a Stranger Things cast video

INCREDIBLE PHOTO <3

link below to see:

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GO WATCH THIS SHOW, HONESTLY IT IS SO AMAZING. 

IF THIS POST CREATES 1 NEW PUSHING DAISIES FAN MY LIFE = MADE. 

Comparing and contrasting I Saw The TV Glow and The Substance is really interesting to me.

One is the horror of not changing. Keeping yourself trapped in the wrong body, because it’s what the world tells you you should do.

One is the horror of changing everything. Forcing the wrong version of you out of yourself, building a literal closet to hide your true self in, because it’s what the world tells you you should do.

And I think, because both do such a viscerally good job of articulating their lived experiences, both together shed light on how these two groups are pitted against each other.

What one needs in this world to exist as themselves is the opposite of what the other needs, and transphobes feed off of that. They encourage cis people to project their personal horror story onto someone else’s life and decide they are destroying their bodies, not learning to love themselves enough, instead of stepping back to see the throughline.

Killing yourself to be something for someone else instead of yourself is the horror story, always.

What that means and looks like for each of us is different. Polar opposite sometimes. And that’s okay.