there will be happier times again.

(tone of complete and utter exhaustion) this is the day that the Lord hath made

they should invent a high ponytail that doesn’t give me a headache and they should invent a low ponytail that doesn’t make me look like a miller’s apprentice going off to enlist in the continental army

Things often feel insurmountable but then you surmount them & don't really think about it that much afterwards

Character duo where one *remembers I don’t like fitting characters into trope boxes* is a completely fleshed out and realised person *remembers treating characters as real people and not story devices written with intent is bad* who is written by the author and *remembers death of the author* uh. And *fumbles and drops my pile of queue cards* ah fuck wait no *the menacing horse* what was that.

saw a comment that misspelled “kind gesture” as “kind jester” and am now imagining a beautiful world where we praise good samaritans by calling them kind jesters. good on you, you gentle fool. you’ve made the world a sweeter and sillier place.

i hate it when people ask me to "explain my thought process" like hell if i know

"what's going on in that head of yours?" nothing i want to be a part of

ever since i was a little girl i knew i was doomed to take things too seriously and think about them forever

you might be smooth but you’ll never be as smooth as Joe from The Princess Diaries sweeping the queen into a tango saying “you’ve been wearing black too long” in his most alluring voice

i have wild sentences roaming through me at all times

man sometimes friendship really is just "I saw this and knew it would give you psychic damage. please respond with agony" and then they do. and it's great

I was thinking about the way most fan artists draw little Dick Grayson's clothes after he starts living at Wayne Manor, the way it's sort of that mix of jumpers, shirts, shorts and knee socks that brings in mind the 40s and I had the thought that while Bruce may not have had the idea of picking up clothes for Dick in the early days of taking him in. I mean Dick had clothes already, but kids at that age burn through clothes with wear, tear and growing. So I think, Alfred certainly took that responsibility on by himself. I thought maybe he styled Dick's new wardrobe after how Bruce dressed at that age but then, I thought what if all those little outfits had been Bruce's? Alfred, of the 'waste not, want not' mentality perhaps or maybe sentimental Alfred who just wanted to see them again, just giving Dick trunk after trunk of these well preserved clothes. And Bruce? Bruce doesn't even realise because mentally, he's blocked out all those little details of his past.

So I’m a Showman (gypsy from the fairground/circus) and do you know what makes this even funnier? That’s how we, culturally, dress our kids. It is completely normal for boys, at least until they’re about 10ish when they start to want to dress more grown up, to wear shorts and little knee high socks and patent shoes and shirts and jumpers casually. It’s what my brother grew up wearing, my dad, my cousins — that’s the standard for us. So Dick, being a gypsy from the circus, absolutely could have seen those clothes and just been like, ‘thank God, they have decent clothes!’ and thought absolutely nothing of it because that’s what he was used to anyway.

This was one of the biggest reasons my mother gave me Dick comics as a kid — because he looked and acted like us, and we so rarely got good rep.

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