like. objectively. living in that time period would SUCK but victorian stuff is so, so, sexy. i want to be sent off to boarding school because i’m too rowdy in an attempt to make me stop embarrassing my family only to enter into a tempestuous love affair with my roommate before drowning in the grounds lake.
you know how there are moonbeam girls? the soft ones with curves and a smile that makes everything feel safe. the ones you could hug all day and be warm forever. the ones who have those eyes that feel like coming home and a voice like a warm cup of tea and a blanket
and the sunshine girls? the ones who know themselves inside and out and are just comfortable in their own skin and make you feel wanted and beautiful because them even looking at you makes you feel special because they’re so amazing and how could someone that radiant even exist
and then the stardust girls? they’re just so ethereal and every way they move makes the world a little more brilliant and everything they do is perfect and makes you gasp because they’re too good for this world and they can’t possibly be human and there’s just so much in their mind and all you want is to climb inside and revel at their brilliance
and the galaxy girls? their laughter is the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen and when you make eye contact and they start to come towards you it’s like you finally know where you belong and they’re colorful and amazing and god how are they even here
and the sunset girls? all you really want is for them to hold you and sing to you and tell you stories because they have so much art in their souls aching to come out and all you want is to see them shine like you know they can because the world doesn’t deserve to see their creativity but god does it need to
This is to all my chubby wlw out there who are scared of being bigger than their partners, and are scared of their weight bc ever since we were little the media shoved it down our throats that to be accepted and attractive in today’s society you have to be skinny, petite, and straight. You’re beautiful regardless of your weight, your love for women is wonderful and valid, it’s ok if your bigger than your partner, I love you, and remember there’s not a damn thing you need to change about yourself
The best part of the new John Mulaney special was when he pretended not to know how 1940s phones worked, as if he wasn’t actually there in the 1940s using one
You are suddenly able to see numbers above people’s heads which are counting down and you have no idea why. One person you meet reaches 0 and…
Hands you a ravioli from their back pocket. The numbers. It’s a ravioli countdown. You are the ravioli receiver.
but do i really want pocket ravioli
you have no choice. you were chosen as the sole ravioli receiver. you phsically cannot decline.
What happens if I am not there at 0 to receive the ravioli?
you receive the ravioli
How?! How can they hand it to me? If I am not there? Do their arms nyoom out of no where and hand me ravioli? Must I constantly be receiving ravioli every second or do I have pauses between ravioli? Am I buried in a mound of ravioli?
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