"guess i’ll never be able to dress a niece/nephew"
stop feeling so entitled to my hypothetical offspring. it is not yours. it is mine. i will grow it if i grow it. and it will be mine. not yours. i am not an incubator which grants you familial titles. jesus. go away. this “have a baby i can play with” thing is so impersonal and insensitive and annoying.
queer authors: make all your characters queer. every single one of them. leave no room for alternate cishet interpretations. make straight people uncomfortable. let them cry about how unrealistic it is that no one is cishet. bottle their tears and pour them over your morning pancakes. savor the taste of their discomfort.
Can I have your thoughts on this "Genie, you're free." People are getting upset about it and I do understand completely where they are coming from but do they not also see that Robin had been in an exhausting battle with depression for so long. That though they are upset he decided to take his life that he is at least "free" of the pain he suffered for so long. I don't think anyone means to romanticize it. :/
Whether you intend to romanticise it isn’t actually the point. I get the sentiment. It is of course good that he isn’t suffering anymore - nobody should suffer.
However, equating “freedom from depression” with suicide is a very unhealthy and dangerous thing to do - which is exactly the idea the “genie you’re free” message does. Freedom from depression is good mental health. Not death. Not suicide.
I think the reason why the phrase “I’m not like most girls” annoys me so much is because women have been conditioned to feel like they have to disassociate themselves from the female gender to be recognised as an interesting human being and if that isn’t fucked up then I don’t know what is
“I have a GENIUS idea for a TV show. Half cat;half dog. No, no. I already have the perfect name. Get this. “Catdog”. No, don’t worry about how it poops. You’re disgusting. This is a kids show”—Someone at nickelodeon like 20 years ago (via juliepowers)
She thinks all my jokes are corny Convict movies make her horny She likes ketchup on her scrambled eggs Swears like a sailor when shaves her legs She takes a lickin’ And keeps on tickin’ I’m never gonna let her go.
I’m at a party and I’m barfin’ I can barely see, And every time I talk to you well I can never breathe, I’m gettin’ drunker I’m a bummer I should just call her, And don’t you know I’m really good at making this feel awkward.