feminism never made me hate men but the reaction to feminism sure as shit did
some men* you literally cannot hate people you’ve never met or even heard of.
oh MY GOD OH MY GOD OHH M Y GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OHHHYM GOD OH MY GOD OH MY OD OOOOOH MY GOD oh MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD O H MY GO D OH MY GOD O H M Y GO D OH MY GOD OH MY GOD
Beer honestly just tastes how I imagine urine to taste it is so rank and people are always like nah try this because this is special Beer and then it’s like oh ok urine with cinnamon in it great
Let’s be honest everyone would rather watch a Black Widow movie than antman
like. a short list of ideas for hollywood:
- all-girl diamond heist operation
- all-girl detective drama
- all-girl mafia
- all-girl motorcycle club
- all-girl political conspiracy thriller
- all-girl drug empire wars
- all-girl superhero league
- all-girl deep sea diving team
- all-girl fuckin crayon factory i literally do not give a shit
What time is it?
#this show took some turns down some suspect alleys along the way but #as manifestos go the ‘shared power’ theme running through this scene TAKES SOME F*CKING BEATNG #a giant ‘screw you’ to the Batman-esque Saviour complex running though most dude-focussed superhero franchises #’it’s me and only me who must save the helpless!’ vs ‘HERE TAKE THIS - AND USE IT TO SAVE YOURSELF AND OTHERS’ #you don’t hide power and hoard power and swoop in to impose your power on others to ‘save’ them #you share it #you teach it #’are you ready to be strong?’ #[i’m not crying YOU’RE crying] (via harrietvane)
#THIS WAS THE CROWNING ACHIEVEMENT OF ALL SEVEN SEASONS #THIS MOMENT RIGHT HERE #i fucking WAITED for my hogwarts letter #but when i saw this #i was like ‘fuck. I COULD BE A SLAYER’ #ugly empowered weeping
#i want natalie in a 40’s mob film#where she plays the loyal wife of a top gangster#until we find out in the end that she’s the head of the entire organisation#and her husband had no idea#and she’s forced to kill him#before riding into the sunset with her second in command#the daughter of her husband’s best friend (who she also killed)#i would like to watch this movie i just made up in my head
I spent a lot of time wondering if it would matter if I died.
In the macro sense, no. You’re one cheerio in the bulk box full of life. But you fucking tickle me, so I think it would matter.
"I’m fed up to the ears with old men dreaming up wars for young men to die in."