taylor swift is neither tortured nor is she any kind of poet lol
ohh i get it now, she's the one torturing poets
she's such a hack lmao
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taylor swift is neither tortured nor is she any kind of poet lol
ohh i get it now, she's the one torturing poets
she's such a hack lmao
reminder that coming up with some fake little dudes and creating intricate storylines in your head is a completely free and fun way to pass the time and the government can't stop you
plagues history and global epidemiology as an autistic special interest was already a heavy topic but not a day goes by I dont briefly recall drunkenly telling people at the bar in autumn 2019 “yeah the next pandemic will probably be a coronavirus and we’re due for one”
if they remember that i have to wonder if they think they met the devil at the club that night
yall do realize just because something has been a target of misogynistic criticism, that doesn't make stanning it completely uncritically in response some kind of revolutionary feminist praxis. right.
like i hate to break this to you but plenty of people who dislike taylor swift have better reasons for it than 'she's a successful woman'. plenty of people who dislike twilight aren't just jumping on a decade plus-old hate train because 'teenage girls like it'. pure personal taste aside, someone pointing out the racism in your girlboss media of choice is not the same as an incel frothing at the mouth over a woman minding her own business while having fun, and you're frankly telling on yourself if you're equating those two people
Whenever I see an Ivan Aivazovski painting the sea monster in me goes absolutely feral
I see this and I've never wanted to sink a ship so much in my life I'm biting through wood as we speak
God if I saw this in person I'd straight up start slithering. Start writhing
The way he just *clenches fist* makes water light up from the inside. Ugh, I once zoned out in front of one of his larger paintings in a gallery and came to, like, twenty minutes later, smelling saltwater and tasting driftwood.
This is his largest painting ever. It is 2,8×4,2 meters large. That is about 9'3"×14'1". It took him ten days to paint. This is a guy who painted normal-sized paintings in an hour, two, tops, according to contemporaries.
He was utterly unique.
they should invent joints that don’t hurt
Thank god Camilo and Mirabel are the babysitters of the village now, true blessings they are
Every time I advocate for voting people are like "no you shouldn't vote! Read this literature, it'll totally change the way you view voting!" And every single time it's the same fucking "you shouldn't vote because both parties are exactly the same so it won't make a difference who wins" bullshit wrapped up in some fancy language
"OP you need to read 'Voting is not Harm Reduction" OP has read Voting is not Harm Reduction. It opens with the acknowledgement that for the most vulnerable people, even a tiny degree of harm reduction can mean life or death and then continues to advocate for not participating in that harm reduction lest you "participate in your own oppression". Pardon me for not finding "vulnerable people should die for my ideology" very convincing.
skin cancer screenings, for one.
things that made me stop wanting to die that require no effort whatsoever
Almost all of these are about variety. Humans need stimulation! We need enrichment! We literally cannot do the same thing every day!
The other day I was feeling miserable, so I hopped on a bus and rode it all the way back to where I’d started, and my brain, which had finally had some proper stimulation via new environments, was suddenly ready to go again!
This is why taking walks/drives and trying new hobbies are good for you! Don’t turn yourself into a sad zoo animal! You need some pumpkins to roll around in your enclosure!
god i fucking love the quote “dont turn yourself into a sad zoo animal” it has really inspired me!
Julieta, holding baby Mirabel: Girls, this is your new sister
Young Luisa: Hi little, tiny baby!!!
Young Isabela: Another one? You couldn’t have given me a brother?
Julieta: You don’t really get to pick, Isabela
Young Isabela: Well… at least we get to name it.
Young Luisa: She should be called Little Angel because she’s a little angel.
Young Isabela: No, that’s a very bad name. She should be called Bluebell, it’s a kind of blue flower and our family wears blue.
Julieta: Those are both lovely names, mijas, but we have already picked out your sister’s name. She’s called Mirabel.
Young Isabela and Luisa:
Young Luisa, sobbing: But I wanna call her Little Angel!
Agustín: Aww, it’s okay, Luisa.
Young Isabela: That name sucks, Mama. I’m gonna call her Bluebell.
(Cut to present day)
Isabela, finishing the story: And that’s how you got your nickname.
Mirabel:
Mirabel: First of all, I didn’t ask. Second, you have never once called me “Bluebell”.
Isabela: Well, yeah, that’s because I got bored of you after a minute and decided I didn’t care what your name was, so I went to go draw on Tía Pepa’s wedding dress with Dolores. But in my mind, you were Boring Bluebell
also it’s a simple thing but i’m obsessed with how it’s built up like thomas will be the main threat, but he so quickly starts to buckle under the weight of everything, and so it’s sofia - who at first seemed like she would be a much more passive force - who becomes a lingering threat
For the future of the kids.
Dolores: What do you think of children?
Isabela: I mean, if I saw one I wouldn’t throw a rock at it.
Dolores: WHY WOULD YOU THROW A ROCK AT A CHILD?
Isabela: I JUST SAID I WOULDN’T
basically I think it would go something like this if mirabel started arguing with casita💀