Doing It Scared

They’re calling me every slur under the sun over on twitter for this post

A doll youtuber I watch has made a video about the history of Polly Pocket, and she's describing the plots of the dvd specials, one of which features an elderly woman named Ms. Throckmorton, and my reaction was

Got isekaid into a fantasy world and they said to go back to earth I have to kill the demon queen.

Ok so it's kind of hard to keep track of all these adventurers but I have a plan. I'm going to become one of the demon queen's lieutenant.

It's like this

Psych is such a weird show bc in a lot of ways it's constantly asking, "can you forgive your father? even tho he could never forgive you, can you forgive him?" and the thing he could never forgive you for was not meeting his exact very specific expectations. And the answer keeps being yes you can, because not doing so is worse. You tried and it hurt more. You tried and it made you more miserable. You forgive him because he's all you have most of the time, and its somehow less complicated than whatever you have going on with your mom. You can forgive him but you can't forget, and then one day he realizes that he was wrong and there was nothing he should have taken as a slight about you, but you both just never acknowledge this paradigm shift in your relationship bc it'd be more awkward then fighting again for the millionth time. So things get better but you never say why, you never acknowledge it unless forced and somehow you forgive him more than your mom who you were never even half as mad at.

Hey so you know how sapphics are called sapphics because of Sappho the person and how lesbians are called lesbians because she was from the island of Lesbos?

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