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female actors getting pissed off at sexist interview questions is my new favourite thing

Benefits of having OTPS that can double as brOTP: Always together (platonic or romantic) Nobody can deny they aren’t important to each other Their fucking friendships are a precious thing A good relationship Communication comes relatively easy Simple things can’t shake their unbreakable bro-ship

VERIFIED

My roommate and I are really sick and we look like shit, but we were hungry so we ordered pizza. But we didn’t want anyone to see us, so we asked them over the phone if we can leave the money on the door and they can just drop off the pizza. The guy said sure.

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When I was about nine years old, I wanted to be a boy. In my mind, boys had everything. Boys had it easy. Boys had it made. I didn’t get along very well with other girls because I would rather be covered in mud than in makeup. I would rather skin knees than stab backs. Boys ran their mouths and ran the school while my patience ran a little bit thin. But that’s not what girls did. Girls kept pretty and girls kept quiet and girls kept themselves together. When I was about nine years old, I realized the biggest difference between boys and girls to me was that boys never seemed to think before they spoke and I would watch girls swallow their words like they were pills made for horses. But to boys, there was more than just that. There was something in them that told them girls were weak, when all I could see was the strength seeping out of their pores as they bit the strongest muscle in their body until it bled. There was something in them that told them girls were worse, when all I could see was every girl in a race to better themselves before the ideal image of a perfect girl changed once again. Even at nine years old, there was nothing better to me, than girls. But I wanted to be a boy, I think, only because I wanted, just once, to be picked first to play ball, to show them I could run just as fast, kick just as hard, win just as fiercely. I wanted to prove myself, as a girl, that I could be everything a boy was, and then some. When I was about nine years old, as I hurriedly tried to tie up my shoes to race others to the field, I heard the phrase: “You can’t play for our team, you’re a girl.” I remember thinking, “But why does that make a difference?” Until I turned fifteen years old. When I was about fifteen years old, I realized that I did not want to be a boy any more. I wanted the freedom and the power and the worth every boy I grew up with felt he had. I wanted to be an equal. When I was about fifteen years old, and heard, “You can’t play for our team” as I laced up my heartstrings like a pair of battered cleats, I learned to say, with a huge smile, and a nod, remembering girls and their strength and their beauty and their poise and their ability to keep everything in and everybody out and hold together a family or bring down an army, “It’s okay. I play for the other team anyway”.

Dan did one with Tyler so I should do one with Troye (collaborations)