me: *points at cosima and delphine* love those bisexuals
part of clone club: *wailing in distance* no they’re huge lesbians…homosexual crazy science…gay puppies…why can’t you be happy they’re homogay…either of them with men would be gross!!1!
me: *points at cosima and delphine again* bisexuals
*points at you, a dumbass* love that homophobia
exfuckingcuse me? for the 9530th time, Cosima is canonically bisexual, as stated by the writers and Tatiana. Delphine is undefined, but before she makes a move on Cosima, she admits to “considering bisexuality” for herself after initially hesitating, implying that she’s never had feelings for a woman prior to Cosima.
More importantly, jesus christ, calling out biphobia and bi erasure is not an act of homophobia. Bisexual representation and lesbian representation are two different things. Just because Cosima and Delphine are dating each other, it’s not lesbophobic to ask that their orientation be respected and recognized. Bisexuality doesn’t disappear or become irrelevant when you enter a relationship with a woman.
And for the record, I’m a smartass, not a dumbass.
Pixars 22 Rules of Story Telling
9 is worth the price of admission, holy crap.
This is genius. So many great writing tips!
And this is why Pixar is a master in their field.
Why do I feel so weird reblogging this… this is the weekend dammit! Anyway, great advice.
Pixar you have no idea how much this actually helps me.
Snoop is so reckless on IG lmao
Who wants to play a game called Spot the Asshole?
I’d reblog this on my other blog but people need to learn about this if they work in fast food and I have a lot of followers on my main blog.
DON’T FUCKING DO THIS, YOU CAN KILL SOMEONE WITH THIS.
seriously though, i’ve heard stories of people giving “skinny” people regular soda instead of diet… newsflash: high blood sugars make you lose weight. a skinny persom that asks for diet soda could very well be diabetic… and then if you give them regular soda, you could cause some serious damage, even comas or death. i don’t care how you feel towards a customer, GIVE THEM THE DRINK THEY ASKED FOR.
There is a coffee place near my home and they happens to serve sugar-free hot chocolate being a type one diabetic this is great because it has about half the amount of carbs. This one time I ordered it the employee rolled his eyes at me. When I got my drink I thought it tasted differently but I was with friends and wasn’t paying a ton of attention. Later my blood sugar was in the high 400s and we had no idea why, everything was in order. I had to stay up all night to get my blood sugars under control. I thought of the employee might have something to do with it. The next day I went back and the same guy was working, my mom confronted him and the manager and the guy admitted that he had given me a regular hot coco and had even put extra sugar in it. He tried to justify his actions because ” how was he supposed to know I was diabetic” and ”I thought just thought she was some chick trying to lose weight that she didn’t need to lose” He lost his job and I never went back there. But it put be in danger and if I hadn’t caught the high when I did I could of ended up in the hospital.
Something like that hot cocoa thing is ridiculously dangerous. With soda the taste is such a drastic difference that while it is still dangerous you have a much better chance of immediately realizing something is wrong.
She had curves in all the wrong places. She had a boob sticking out of her kneecap and I’d never seen an ass on the back of someone’s head before
She had legs that went on forever. And ever, and ever. Legs going on into the endless primordial void from which we all came from and to which we shall all return. Her toes touched infinity, her hips perched on the cessation of existence.
do you ever get really motivated to do something and you get really excited about it and then when you get home you’re just like nah
If I reply with “oh” I either don’t give a fuck or I feel like i’ve been punched in the throat
January: Selfie Olympics
February: Flappy Bird
lets see how the rest of the year goes
March: No Oscar for Leonardo DeCaprio
April: it’s a metaphors, you’re a metaphors, we are a metaphor, if I see another metaphor I’m going to kill someone
Wonder how July is gonna be
i will keep reblogging this each month