“how to fix hip dips” “buccal fat removal” “how to appear more attractive to men” “divine feminine” “bbl” “how to fix smile lines” “how to get poreless skin”
working at a local smalltown diner is like. i’ll keep telling myself that this is so lana del rey. i’m stuck in the sweltering heat. this is the american dream. i’m sweeping the floor and i haven’t had water in hours. i’m making less than minimum wage plus tips. god bless america
I remember back in 2011, I was taking a Comparative Literature class in college and the professor was talking about all the idiomatic expressions and metaphors used to describe sex and how they were all violent, warlike. Nailed, banged, screwed, smashed, destroyed, pounded, broken in, etc. Someone scores, someone loses their virginity. It's a battle to be won or lost. He challenged us to try to think of a metaphor for sex that was nonviolent and egalitarian.
I timidly raised my hand and offered, "A dance?" The professor shut me down pretty quickly, scoffing, "When was the last time you heard anyone use dancing in that context?"
Anyway, Steven Universe came out a couple years later
really recommend getting a partner with a different religion than you and very little knowledge of your religion because the opportunities for explaining things to each other are just exquisite
been seeing a bunch of posts about people going back to their steddie roots bc of s5 but i’ve never fucking left. those fuckers invaded my mind two years ago and now they’re the freezer burn in the back of my mind. yeah all those half finished steddie fics that everyone forgot about? sitting in my bookmarks like the cobwebs on my ceiling. every so often i’ll scroll through them looking like a forlorn wife in the 1940s after my husband went away to war.