anyway i said i would do this after the whole thing was said and done… when i was looking for advice i found like “paint your nails and listen to happy music” buzzfeed bullshit so
I extend my hand like a mob boss and allow you to kiss my ring but when you lean closer you see it’s one of those glo-in-the-dark spider rings you win at arcades
*godfather voice* you disrespec me… and eat my spooky spida ring, which cost me 50 tickets at funtime arcade and pizzeria… vinny, hit her with da sticky hand
i would wear a BOWLER HAT every day and eat APPLES and HAM WITH EYES for lunch. i would take FIREPLACE TRAIN to class and smoke CECI N'EST PAS UNE PIPE. i would be more likely to meet WHITE DOVE, FLAMING TUBA, LE MINOTAURE, and MYSELF
kinda feels like we’re dealing with the major ramifications of feminism being digested via enamel pins and tshirts with fun 70s throwback vibes and not as a serious critical framework to reshape our society
the point of this post wasn’t to mock individual people as cringe or stupid for buying pins on etsy, my point was feminism as a movement was astroturfed by capital interests to be an aesthetic and personal identity without a revolutionary character.
i forgot i made a wag account for a fake dog i have to leave a review for my friend as a walker or whatever so when i recieved this email about my Dear PeePee i almost died
PeePee my impossibly large bedlington terrier that looks exactly like david byrne