tag yourself. inspired by @blackboard-monitor
You don’t have to be black, it just means you support us, you stand by us and your for us.
Just sent a Uquiz to a (mostly) dead group chat by accident but instead of unsending it we all took it to find out our toxic traits and now we are all hanging out for the first time in 3 years.....self recognition through uquiz
Men have no idea how good gentleness looks on them.
A lot of people ask me what my biggest fear is, or what scares me most. And I know they expect an answer like heights, or closed spaces, or people dressed like animals, but how do I tell them that when I was 17 I took a class called Relationships For Life and I learned that most people fall out of love for the same reasons they fell in it. That their lover’s once endearing stubbornness has now become refusal to compromise and their one track mind is now immaturity and their bad habits that you once adored is now money down the drain. Their spontaneity becomes reckless and irresponsible and their feet up on your dash is no longer sexy, just another distraction in your busy life. Nothing saddens and scares me like the thought that I can become ugly to someone who once thought all the stars were in my eyes.
Unpopular ship opinion. Cameron/Charlie could have a great romance written about them from antagonistic reluctant friends, to eventually being in love. Why am I actually so into this idea?
YES! I totally imagine that. They would realize that they’re not that different. Once they get that out of the way, they really start to click. They would start out all awkward, not knowing how to act. But they learn to appreciate each other for who they are.
“Before I am your daughter, your sister, your aunt, niece, or cousin, I am my own person, and I will not set fire to myself to keep you warm.” ― Elizabeth Gracely
A friend I recently made sat down with me for supper today and asked if I’ve read The Secret History because I “dress as someone who would’ve.”
And if I get a peach tattoo because Jeans pure happiness at having a peach (and him hiding it for later) brought me to tears, then what??
i am so so sick of white gay ppl trying to make antiracism movements about them like if i see one more motherfucker on tiktok respond to a pocs video with the FUCKING “uwu but i have adhd and im gay / trans how can u say im not oppressed” like shut up this is not about u and just because u are queer does not negate the fact that you benefit from white privilege stay in your fucking lane and check urself
Okay, so:
Upon meeting Todd: is he, ya know,*hand gay gesture*
“I think neil is my favourite” *soft smile* (Oh noooo)
Laughs at todds improv poem, goes silent, “ahhhhhhhh”
“Half a roll?”
Saxophone in the cave scene: “Oh shit! Buddy can play it! I thought his only skill was making turkey noises”
“Oh this movie is making me feel things.”
About the unmanned flying desk set: *soft eyes* oh it was so good but so sad
Charlie talking to Gloria: *I made that up* “haha! No you didn’t!”
“Can they kick the girls out again?”
Neil, is doing nothing: I love neil!!
“I knew this man was a prune.” (To Nolan when he stood up before the phone call from God scene)
After the play: oh no. oh no, *looks me dead in the eyes* you fucker
When Charlie punches cameron: Suck it less valid red head!
*camera pans to Pitts, during the end scene* Yes!! You got this Pittsie!!
After, the movie: You fucker you fucker, you made me feel things
About to introduce The Dead Poets Society to my best friend, will update on his thoughts.
A full time student. Primary bread winner and loser of this family (of one). (She/They)
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