“But shouldn’t all of us on earth give the best we have to others and offer whatever is in our power?”
— Hans Christian Andersen
grabbing myself by the scruff of the neck and forcing myself to at least skim read a longform post or piece of text that i just scrolled past despite thinking it sounded interesting because it's "too long" i will NOT contribute to my own attention deficiency and limit my general knowledge and critical thinking skills by needing information spoonfed to me in bitesize pieces to be able to digest it i will NOT
i looooove characters who are sacrificial lamb coded. characters who have never lived for themselves. characters born to be a tool, a weapon, a sacrifice, all of the above. a character raised by the heroes to save the world, at any expense, even their own health, even their own life. a character raised by the villains to end the world, at any expense, even their own health, even their own life. characters who are denied personhood so they can be used as tools instead. characters who never even had a chance to be people because they were shaped into something else from the moment they were born. characters who were born to die.
We found SO MANY gluten free options on our trip to New Orleans! There were a ton of options (which seems so rare) and we were able to try so many new things, and I never got sick!
Tried arepas at a place called Maïs Arepas for the first time and they were AMAZING! Mine had beef, a plantain, and mozzarella in it, with plantain chips and rosado sauce to dip them in!
Found a place called The Daily Beet with absolutely amazing açaí bowls, and it was so yummy! I ended up buying a bag of their granola to take home with me! Their oats were certified gluten free :)
Another place, Bons New Orleans Street Food, had gluten free beignets (or calas) that were to die for. They were so good. I also got some Mexican street corn with pork and it was delicious!
The last place we stopped on the way home was a cute little cafe called Bearcat that had gluten free pancakes!
I am Normal until Dodie puts out new music and then suddenly I’m thirteen again sitting on the floor of my childhood bedroom crying my eyes out because she’s put everything I feel in my little tiny body into words.
i am an ally to all embarrassing and uncool women forever and ever
im like no worries & then feel so upset i get chest pains