*there will be more stuff to come*
30 Days of The Ponds | Day 26 Whatever Tickles Your Fancy: Ponds and sex life
its so hard to be positive when you’re bleeding from your vagina
I’m a hustler. I’ll do whatever it takes.
FILMS I FAIL TO WATCH WITH A DRY EYE → Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron
‘Take care of her…spirit who could not be broken. I will miss you, my friend.’
All of time and space; everywhere and anywhere; every star that ever was. Where do you want to start?
What light. So breaks. Such east. Very sun. Wow, Juliet.
What Romeo. Such why. Very rose. Still rose.
Very balcony. Such climb.
Much love. So Propose. Wow, marriage.
Very Tybalt. Much stab. What do?
Such exile. Very Mantua. Much sad.
So, priest? Much sleeping. Wow, tomb.
Such poison. What dagger. Very dead. Wow, end.
the ke$ha in the rye
i can’t stress enough how language is defined by its use
you’re not really misusing a word if you’re using it in its most popular definition because there’s no way i could tell anyone that something is “terrific” and have EVERYONE KNOW THAT I MEAN IT INSPIRES TERROR GOD YOU’RE ALL SOOOOO STUPID
clinging to archaic definitions and being a language purist in general is so dumb for real like 50% of our language now is butchered latin mixed with shakespearean chatspeak