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you can butch4butchify anything if you have the warrior's spirit

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i love when sibling characters are fucked up from the same event but in opposite ways

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glee is so awesome because they were like "let's make a singing show!" and then wrote an ensemble of characters who are all varying degrees of evil and possess varying degrees of musical talent (some of them not very much) and most of all every single one of them is wildly manipulative and loooooves cheating and also loves mind games. and they sing and dance on my tv for my entertainment. and they also bring in kurt's dad every so often to make sure i cry a little. it's such good tv.

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I need to (remembers to not make casual suicide jokes in order to encourage a more outwardly positive mindset and healthy conversational environment in my day to day life) kill myself

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i keep a little poison pill in my ring just in case im captured by the enemy but i cant dry swallow so i also wear a vial of a single sip of water

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worst part about getting angry is how much it makes you want to be mean

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was about to make a silly post about how i'm lying on my bed, kicking my legs in the air, smiling like a teen girl in love, while reading about mealworm pathogens, but that post is cancelled because i found this gif instead

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I love music by straight women that is moving and genius and profound but you can tell the guy shes talking about is literally not ensouled and shes fucking completely imagining 95% of what shes talking about. I love your beautiful mind angel

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GLEE moments that had me screaming

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they fucked up and gave me aux now im playing ghost quartet 2016 live at the mckittrick. from the beginning and no skips. and also no one is allowed to talk or ask any questions or not pay attention in any way. now everyone shut the FUCK up gelsey bell is about to wail. again

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I audition for the role of Ophelia.

Ophelia might be 18. She might be 25. We don’t know. We know she’s young and pretty. I’m 27 and fairly pretty. I’m not young.

The director says he won’t cast someone who “looks” older than 25. I know this means he won’t cast someone who looks older than he thinks 25-year-olds look like.

The truth is, your face when you’re 27 is the same face as when you’re 25. The truth is, your face when you’re 25 is usually the same as when you’re 23. It changes sometime in the night when you’re 21.

Your face when you’re 20 is your face when you’re 18 is usually very close to your face when you’re 16. But when you audition for a 16-year-old when you’re 16, you lose the role to someone who’s 25.

You realize that all of those teenagers you watched in movies growing up were adults. They needed to be beautiful. They needed to be desired. Not awkward, growing, acne, baby fat cheeks.

That’s why you never looked like them. You wanted so badly to look like them.

Now 27 is too old for 25 and you spent your life waiting to look old enough to look young until you’re too old to look your age.

I lie. He can’t tell whether I’m 23-25-27 or whatever age at which a woman is disqualified.

I get the role. I meet the actor playing Hamlet. He’s 45. I meet the actress playing Hamlet’s mother, and she’s 30.

God forbid a woman looks like she was born before she gave birth.

Imagine if she looked like a mother.

Would Ophelia like to be a mother?

Would she have to look like one? With stretch marks and tired eyes from late nights nursing her baby?

Would she have to grow up?

Luckily for Ophelia, she drowns before she gets the chance.

Luckily for me, I still look young enough for the audience to care.

Ophelia and I leave behind a perfect corpse. And happily, because who leaves flowers at a grave with crows feet and smiles lines?

The play is a tragedy, so we don’t smile much, anyway. Luckily.

The people will cry because I’m worthy enough to die,

and happy Ophelia will never become too old to play herself.

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Ophelia— a somewhat lazy poem I recently found buried in my notes app.

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reading lolita and tearing out each page as i go so everyone on the bus knows im critical of my interests

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once again thinking about this banger

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every time people try to articulate what exactly "neurodivergence" is into one comfortable bubble of needs and behaviours, they're utterly failing to account for the existence of nathan fielder type attack-position autism