My dad accidentally threw a cheese grater at me so I left the room and he yelled “come back here you ungrateful child” while laughing hysterically
Update my mom just told me that if I had even a ‘shred’ of decency I would go back in there
Update #2: my dad apologized and told me he had only done it for ‘the grater good’
cat people: dogs are cool too
dog people: cats don’t feel love did you know a cat once MURDERED my MOTHER
Nothing turns on a girl more than good fight choreography.
Calling out [sexism] is not playing the victim. I have done it, and I know how it made me feel. Strong. I am nobody’s victim. What is the alternative? Staying silent? So sexism is never named, never addressed, nothing ever changes?
The truth is, I pretend to be a cynic, but I am really a dreamer who is terrified of wanting something she may never get.
here’s a radical thought: how about when a character is bi it’s actually explicitly said that they’re bi rather than tiptoeing around the subject as if we don’t all fucking know that they. are. bi.