Beastars really said what if theater kids were horny cannibalistic furries...
characters who view themselves as tools/weapons first and people second... characters who martyr themselves for a cause because they think that's the only way they can be worth something... characters who push themselves past their breaking point again and again and again... characters for whom devotion and masochism are inseparable... characters whose self-sacrifice becomes self-annihilation...... what was my point again? i had a point. anyway.
twitter limiting the amount of tweets you get to read per day is ridiculous but if tiktok limited the amount of videos people got to see per day it would be the biggest win for mental health since ssris
the ten commandments
- thog don't caare
- if it sucks hit da bricks
- play the cards i'm given
- pobody's nerfect
- this mess is a place
- fuck it we ball
- it's so over
- we're so back
- what if the world was made of pudding
- there is good in every day
The amount of experience as Spider-Man/Woman in order
Serperior Facts
Jessie doesn't nerd out often but when she does, it's about snakes or fashion. After she released Arbok and sent Seviper to HQ, I feel like she missed them so much she just got deep into ophiology
i swear ill take care of my bbg, ill feed him and protect him😭😭😭
We need a whole scene dedicated to them
Explain this
People think it’s like grades, sleep, or social life. But it’s really like Victorian hippo dance. I think the post is pretty clear about that.
““Mother,” I slowly repeated in Korean. “I am not a boy. I am a girl. I am transgender.” My face reddened, and tears blurred my vision. I braced myself for her rejection and the end to a relationship that had only begun. Silence again filled the room. I searched my mother’s eyes for any signs of shock, disgust or sadness. But a serene expression lined her face as she sat with ease on the couch. I started to worry that my words had been lost in translation. Then my mother began to speak. “Mommy knew,” she said calmly through my friend, who looked just as dumbfounded as I was by her response. “I was waiting for you to tell me.” “What? How?” “Birth dream,” my mother replied. In Korea some pregnant women still believe that dreams offer a hint about the gender of their unborn child. “I had dreams for each of your siblings, but I had no dream for you. Your gender was always a mystery to me.” I wanted to reply but didn’t know where to begin. My mother instead continued to speak for both of us. “Hyun-gi,” she said, stroking my head. “You are beautiful and precious. I thought I gave birth to a son, but it is OK. I have a daughter instead.””
shared braincells?? or do they just know each other that well?? you decide! (it’s both) anyway tananoya with that meme
saw this gem today and had to sketch out these guys because omgod. this movie
saw this gem today and had to sketch out these guys because omgod. this movie