yippee i love being for whom the bell tolls ๐ #mybell
american psycho if there was lunch
One of the funniest online parenting rabbitholes Iโve fallen into is parents being irate and hysterical that their children are referred to by nicknames by their friends and family. And the kid doesnโt care or actively asks to be called the nickname. It would be slightly different if the name was something with a deep cultural meaning to the parent but usually itโs white women breaking down about their kid asking to be referred to as โbugโ instead of *insert white bread top 100 trendy American baby name*. Theyโll get so upset about it too. Theyโre like โI NAMED HER MACKINGSLEIGH FOR A REASON.โ not realizing that their child is not an accessory but a living, thinking, sentient being capable of choosing how they would prefer to be called. And kids so often outgrow their nickname.
From my theatre experience. Every time an animatronic would move/disappear the entire audience would GASP AND SCREAM IN SHOCK
I have been so utterly transfixed by this phrase lately.
I find myself saying this out lout whenever I feel stumped by any conversation. Any time a conversation gets kinda stupid and people start saying unnecessary things I immediately have a strong compulsion to say "uh... white person here. i jack off to goombas from the super mario bros games"