NYPD In Rainbow Colors Is The Most Literal Version Of Wolf In Sheep’s Clothing

i really do it for the girls. specifically the girly girls.

When is it my turn to kiss women

me and the girlbosses💋

Some long overdue sillyness ~

They wouldn’t have missed

inside me there are two lungs. and one liver. one stomach. a few meters of intestine. there's a lot inside me actually

why is religious Christmas imagery all so joyful and pleasant? where is the inherent horror of the birth of Christ? A mother is handed her newborn child, wailing and innocent. Her hands come away sticky. Red. Simply by giving her son life she has already killed him. He is doomed from the beginning. Her love will not save him from suffering. Because the thing cradled in her arms is not a baby, it is a sacrifice: born amongst the other bleating animals whose blood will one day be spilled in the name of what demands it. the night is silent with anticipation. Mary, did you know? That your womb was also a grave?

No, no you're right. Especially 6 through 9. He is so 8.

So I was re-reading the Assassination Classroom manga, and I can't help but notice that some of the things on Hazama's valentines checklist sound a lot like this fruity patootie:

Is it just a coincidence, or am I onto something?