like you really aren't allowed to say shit about southerners until you have firsthand seen how people live deep in the appalachian hollers because it is fucking tragic. the poverty and the food desert and the lack of resources in general is so bad. the drugs. yall dont understand
“but the e/R stage kiss is fanservice, it’s not in the brick, it deviates from the plot—” okay so is ‘bring him home’. next. “bring him peace bring him joy” “he’s like the son i might have known” brick jvj thought himself incapable of hatred until he was faced with marius pontmercy. years of intentionally living a life of love and peace evaporated at the sight of marius’s face. let the faggots kiss
you see a dumb ass movie about people singing and being miserable or whatever you see it ONCE when you’re a teenager and then for the next 11 years you lose all ability to be normal about the two gays dying hand in hand or whatever the fuck
I finally shaved Alyssum 2 nights ago, nearly 4 months after her last shave. Ruckus turns 16 weeks old tomorrow. He has never seen Alyssum freshly peeled.
I let him and Alyssum outside to go to the bathroom and she tried to initiate chase with him. But Ruckus didn't recognize her and ran screaming from the strange naked dog chasing him. Alyssum, who has excellent dog manners, immediately stopped and after another minute Ruckus came up behind her to sniff and then got really excited because this creature smells just his friend! ... took about 5 minutes total for him to really recognize her through smell.
I think a lot about how, if the glorious violent revolution happens, every kid with significant medical needs in a hospital where power gets cut will die.
You can decide you're willing to sacrifice your own life, but you don't get to tell everybody else on the planet that they're acceptable collateral damage.