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:) new b99 promo finally

I had my first Aggressively Feminist Moment today when I was walking from work and saw this teenage couple bickering and it looked like the girl was in trouble, and as I got closer it turned out she indeed WAS in trouble

and I am a woman of substantial size and strength lmao so idk I just approached them and ended up shoving a teenage fuckboi (much harder than I’d thought possible mind you I didn’t know I had that kind of strength) when he wouldn’t leave her alone, and then sat the poor shaking thing on a bus home and idk I guess it feels good not to be just one of the crowd walking past and pretending they don’t see a guy being violent to his girlfriend

Remember when ABC released a sneak peek of CS horizontally making out on their couch in their house and they were totally about to get it on?  Could we maybe get back to that level of sneak peek quality?  Because the 2948759th flashback of the Evil Queen trying to kill Snow White really isn’t making me want to watch the next episode.

I know what you are now.  I think I knew before, but, you know, after I sent that kid to the hospital, years ago, they said I had an anger problem, but that’s not true.  I was angry because of something else.  Something I’d lost.  Trying so hard since not to be angry.  Got me all defenseless, and I lost more, and more, and more… that’s not getting better.  I want to be angry.  When I ran home from college, on the bus I had this dream, or maybe I saw it out the window, last leaf on the tree finally blown off.  I’m so scared, all the time, and the fear *hurts*.  Feeling like everything is over, was over long before I got here, so long, hiding, or trying to outrun this.  I get it.  This won’t stop until I die, but when I die, I want it to hurt.  When my friends leave, when I have to let go, when this entire town is wiped off the map, I want it to hurt.  Bad.  I want to lose.  I want to get beaten up.  I want to hold on.  Until I’m thrown off and everything ends.  And you know what?  Until that happens, I want to hope again and I want it to hurt.  Because that means it meant something.  It means I am… something, at least.  Heh.  Pretty amazing to be something, at least. […] I know this won’t save me in the end, but I don’t need it to save me forever, I just need it to save me now.
—  Mae Borowski, Night in the Woods

why is the first phrase that comes to mind when I wake up ‘wakey wakey eggs spaghetti’ like srsly brain now is not the time for carbonara

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