Jun 02 2012
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because we all know thor’s theme song is I THREW IT ON THE GROUND
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WHOA WHOA WHOA THERE. HOLD THE FUCKING PHONE. WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?? IS THAT ROB? OUR BRO? IN A FUCKING SKIRT AND BRA AND SHIT? YOU FUCKING BET IT IS.
DOES THIS MEAN YOU SHOULD STOP USING MALE PRONOUNS, BECAUSE I’VE TAKEN PART IN SOMETHING STEREOTYPICALLY FEMALE? FUCK NO! YOU SHOULD RESPECT MY PRONOUN CHOICE NO MATTER HOW I AM PRESENTING MYSELF, UNTIL I SPECIFICALLY ASK YOU TO CHANGE PRONOUNS!
DOES THIS MEAN, BECAUSE I AM (FAAB)ULOUS AND PARTAKING IN STEREOTYPICALLY FEMALE ACTIVITY, THAT I AM FEMALE? DOES IT MEAN I AM REJECTING MY GENDERQUEERITY OR MAKING MY GENDER IDENTITY ILLEGITIMATE? FUCK NO! IT MEANS I WANNA WEAR A FUCKING SKIRT, SON!
DOES THIS MEAN YOU HAVE TO BE ABLE TO FEEL COMFORTABLE IN A SKIRT BECAUSE CLOTHES ARE GENDERLESS? FUCK NO! IF IT ISN’T FOR YOU, IT ISN’T FOR YOU!
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Someone please tell me that’s Olivia Wilde. Aokifljbgkdjcbkgjn
(Source: projectchimera, via hay-girl-hay-lesbifriends)
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Anderson’s expression here is perfect.
“this bitch”
I watched the video. Her voice is like the sound that a cheese grater makes when it fucks a chalkboard.
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Jun 01 2012
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I wasn’t ready for any of that.
I went to her last recital. In a week, she’ll be gone. She knew how I felt, and she didn’t care. She loved me anyways and invited me to watch her last concert. She played beautifully, as always. But I couldn’t help but cry when it was all over. I’m not ready to lose her. Not that she was ever mine to lose in the first place.
We both cried. And when I gave her a hug, she sobbed. Sobbed. She fucking shook and she wouldn’t let go of me. And I didn’t want to let go of her.
I’ve never felt this way about anyone in my life. She accepted me for who I was, and she was just perfect in every way.
I love you.
