homosexual psychological manipulation

there's this ridiculously soulmatey line in the phm book when grace is just kinda idly wondering aloud about why human and eridian technology are at such similar phases of development, and without thinking about it much rocky responds "has to be, or you and I would not meet." which he goes on to explain as (paraphrasing here) "if either planet were less advanced then we couldn't have built interstellar ships, but if either were more advanced then we could have dealt with the astrophage problem from home, so we'd have to be at around the same level to both be here, that's the only way it would make sense." what it sounds like though is "oh, that's easy: the two of us had to meet so the history of both of our entire species lined up in preparation to make it possible." what kind of tau-ceti-crossed red-petrova-line-of-fate nonsense is this.

Reading a bloodymary fanfic while shaking my head so people know I understand that Grace is entirely narratively fulfilled by exclusively platonic relationships, and it isn't necessary nor a "fix" of the original story, which was perfect and would only have been made worse by a forced romantic plotline.

tumblr users will brand the entire genre of rap as too misogynistic and then go back to writing fanfiction of sanji from one piece

every teenager is right that music is more important than anything else in the WORLD!!!!!

having friends is cool until they worry too much and get in the way of your self-destructive tendencies

I haven't seen enough posts appreciating eva stratts wardrobe. thank you phm costuming department for looking at the woman who is kept functional by coffee and sheer force of will and who has the weight of the world quite literally resting on her shoulders and deciding that she shouldn't be dealing with women's formal wear on top of all that.

Thank you divorce for all you've done for music

developing the hots for ryan gosling because of project hail mary is so fucking embarrassing I swear to god. that is a conventionally attractive man. a noted hollywood heartthrob. he's even blond, are you kidding me? did he win people magazine's sexiest man alive? I don't know. I'm not going to check but it wouldn't surprise me at this point. it's such a mainstream taste. such a clichéd celebrity crush. like oh I fancy ryan gosling and my favourite drink is coca-cola and my favourite snack is ready salted crisps. jesus christ. 'b-b-but i only like him when he's in a science pun tshirt and playing a dorky-awkward loner type!' doesn't matter. he's still ryan 'ken from barbie' gosling. it's so trite. I feel like the weird nerd girl in a teen coming-of-age romcom falling for the super popular jock. don't I know that I have a reputation to uphold here? cringe.