Addiction is a powerful thing.

jane crocker content where she’s allowed to be a little biting and snappy and judgy without anyone ever questioning whether or not she loves her friends and family beyond everything because she most certainly does. jane crocker content where she’s plus size and beautiful and dresses in a bizarre pastiche of suave debonair hard femme heiress and eyebrow raising pseudo-retro soft butch twee shit because when you’re a Crocker you can be a queen and a geek and pull off the best of both worlds. jane crocker content where there is no doubt that she will slap a bitch down if necessary with quick and brutal efficiency but also sit with you and marathon bad netflix shows and eat six gallons of ice cream while gossiping eagerly and shamelessly. jane crocker content where she’s an approachable everyperson with a smile like the sunrise but you say one wrong thing about her friends – maybe even something jane herself has said – and the sun sets instantly and the look she gives you makes your stomach drop down into satan’s wine cellar because you KNOW you just fucked up