leon kennedy's punk gf

hayley williams is my favorite band. instagram really liked this piece, i hope y'all do too

this took embarrassingly long! holy cow!

i'm not one to share my silly thinkpieces publicly, but this song is so important to me autistically and i have to tell you why.

i chose this set of photos to accompany my drawling, because i feel like they highlight the media's tendency to focus on Just Hayley Williams when engaging with Paramore. photographers & fans will keep their lenses absolutely fixed on Hayley alone, then the blame is on her for the other members lack of recognition.

despite Hayley's best efforts, introducing the band every show for the better part of 2 decades, and (previously) insisting that she be titled Hayley Williams of Paramore wherever she's credited, misogynists are to this day convinced that she must be an evil mastermind whose only want in life is to be apart of a major label fabrication.

Any time Jackie is with a man it feels like self-punishment or destruction. It’s something she’s doing to herself, not for herself. She is a character suffocated by expectations of perfection and social influence, forced to perform a version of femininity and romance that doesn’t actually fit her. Jackie as a closeted lesbian makes so much sense for her story and her tragic end. Those slumber party make outs were definitely happening.