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the thing is is that you'll be like. 11 years old and someone will tell you that you have to shave your legs. either it will be your mum or a friend or a mean girl in the p.e. changing rooms telling you how gross it is that you have hair on your legs. so then you ask your mum about it and she says yep you have to take this razor blade and drag it across your skin under running water and just hope you don't cut yourself too badly and you have to do this every single week and maybe more frequently than that and you have to do that for fucking ever. the rest of your fucking life. because the hair that grows naturally on your legs is gross and ugly and people will laugh and boys won't like you! of course boys have hair on THEIR legs. but that's normal and even attractive and it's just not the same for you. and a few years later they'll say well you obviously should also be shaving your armpits. and then it's your arms and then it's that you have to wax your upper lip and pluck your eyebrows and ewww why do you have hair on your fingers and your toes.. you need to shave that too. and then suddenly you need to buy spray that will make invisible hairs on your face visible so that you can shave that too! and it's expensive and time consuming and difficult and it HURTS but they just say beauty is pain babe! and you're not allowed to say that maybe if beauty is pain then you don't actually want to be beautiful

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Don’t let The Life of a Showgirl distract you from the fact your hologram stumbled into my apartment, hands in the hair of somebody in darkness named Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus and I. just. watched it happen. as the decade would play us for fools, and you saw my bones out with somebody new, who seemed like he would’ve bullied you in school and you. just. watched it happen. if you wanna break my cold, cold heart just say, “I loved you…the way that you were”…if you wanna tear my world apart, just say you’ve always…wondered….you said some things that I can’t un-absorb, you turned me into an idea of sorts, you needed me, but you needed drugs more and I could-n’t. watch it happen — I changed into goddesses, villains, and fools. changed plans and lovers and outfits and rules (all to outrun my desertion of you) and you. just. watched it. if you wanna break my cold, cold heart just say, “I loved you…the way that you were”…if you wanna tear my world apart, just say you’ve always…wondered…if the glint in my eye traced the depths of your sigh down that passage in time, back to the moment I crashed into you like so many wrecks do, too impaired by my youth…to know what to do…so if I sell my apartment, and you have some kids with an internet starlet, will that make your memory fade from this scarlet maroon…like it never happened? could it be enough to just float in your orbit? can we watch our phantoms like watching wild horses? cooler in theory, but not if you force it to be…it just didn’t happen. so if you wanna break my cold, cold heart…say you loved me…and if you wanna tear my world apart, say you’ll always…wonder…’cause I wonder…will I always….will I always…wonder?

I need to have wild sesbian lex within the next 24 hours

evermore is such an insane album when you really think about it. like. love isn't forever. friendship isn't forever. trust isn't forever. family isn't forever. even a marriage isn't forever. but then she ends on evermore (song) and it's like: you know what else isn't forever? pain. suffering. heartache. she just flips the script of the entire album on the LAST SONG and cements the complexity of its core message in 5 minutes. and i'm supposed to be normal about that

ohhhh if ellie williams was real you bet your ASS i’d be pouncing on this ho EVERY NIGHT GAWD DAMNNNNN (im sorry im ovulating)

One livestreamer falsely calling out easter eggs every five minutes and another getting sat on/pushed by a drunk girl. Welcome back Eras Tour!

jb 4 at midnight?!!!!!

do i get callous or do i stay tender