sometimes i really cant believe that we really ended up w eurocentric beauty standards like……have u ever seen literally any non-european person?? all tea all shade have u ever looked at a black person??? an asian person (not just east, every region)???????? an indigenous person?????? a latinx person??????? a middle eastern person????? like really??????? all these ppl w such rich diversity and insanely beautiful and unique features and we ended up w Whites being seen as the epitome of beauty?????
welcome to my school, this aint no high school, this is the thunder dome
there is more emotion in the line forget who you are/ unburden your load/ forget in six weeks/ you’ll be back on the road/ than i have felt in my entire life
yoU need a jello shot!
“how’d you find my address?” is usually played for laughs but let’s think about this. ram’s party happens on sept 1. veronica has just met jd today and he just moved to ohio. jd probably doesn’t know his own address yet and yet not only is veronica sawyer here, she’s crawling through his window for one last hurrah
good god! my balls!
rhyming period with myriad
the march that plays in both “the me inside of me” and “dead gay son” it’s heroic im pumped
the dads making out in “dead gay son”
okay so the play is set in 1989 and the line is “I’m talking you and me/ in the summer of 83″ so six years ago is when this fishing trip happened
ram and kurt were eleven when their dads boinked
do you think their moms know. i bet they know.
jd’s dad “i need my drawstring pants for this”
the end of act one?? when veronica puts the gun to her head?? fuck me gently with a chainsaw
heather chandler’s ghost being a bitch “ooh what’s in his locker I bet its some ich luge bullets”
ram’s ghost in kindergarten boyfriend
veroinca open the openthe doOR PLEase
@veronica’s mom: im so sorry that was an awful thing u went through
pls play the reprise of dead girl walking at my wedding, funeral, and at the births of all my children
One of my biggest fears as a content creator is that people will get so wrapped up in shipping and arguments over gender and sexuality that the actual story will get lost by the wayside
Another is the thought that people will overanalyze my work to the point where it is completely unrecognisable. Or that they draw conclusions about myself based on what I’ve written that are utterly untrue
death of the author is a worrisome thing to me, I want to share my work but I do not want it to be misinterpreted, though I know there will always be people who will.
isn’t that the guy with the long white hair from final fantasy
no your thinking of sephiroth,
a sephora is an angel belonging to the highest order of angels
No you’re thinking of a Seraph
A sephora is a second year college or high school student
No, you’re thinking of sophomore. A sephora is when you use your phone to take a picture of yourself.
no, you’re thinking of a selfie. a sephora is a calm breeze.
No, you’re thinking of a zephyr. A sephora is one of those Greek vases with the two handles and the pictures.
You’re thinking of an amphora. Sephora is the web browser you have to use on iOS devices.
You’re thinking of Safari. Sephora is an informal term for the seven-week period of counting the days between Pesach and Shavuot in the Jewish calendar.
You’re thinking of Sefiras. Sephora is a bright blue gemstone best known for combining with Ruby to create Garnet and lead the Crystal Gems, training Pokemon, and/or assisting Steel to fight against time’s intrusions into our realm.
No, you’re thinking of sapphire. Sephora is actually a part of a flower; it protects the flower in bud and supports the petals in bloom.
No, you’re thinking of sepal. Sephora is the wife of Moses, who lead the Israelites people out of Egypt.
No, you’re thinking of Tzipporah. Sephora was an ancient Greek poet who inspired a lot of lady-lovin’.
No, you’re thinking of Sappho.
Sephora is the youngest of the five Marx brothers.
No, you’re thinking of Zeppo.
Sephora is the Heimdall’s sister.
No no no guys, you’re thinking of Sif. Sephora is a venereal disease that turns your brain to swiss cheese, going so far as to destroy external features like the nose. Famous gangster Al Capone suffered from sephora.
No, you’re thinking of syphilis. Sephora is that radiant feeling you get when you have found perfect peace and happiness.
No, you’re thinking of euphoria. Sephora’s a fucking makeup store you dipshits.
Only blogging because this is my favorite tumblr post and i can never find it when I need to.
