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— five things you know and the one thing you don’t
Andrew Rannells is such an affectionate man that needs constant attention from men
Update on Andrew’s affection: still wiLd
So, have I ever reblogged a post saying, “This blog is LGBT+ friendly” or something like that? No. I have not. Because frankly, I’d assume that everyone would have guessed that already. You are on the fandom side of Tumblr, you realize?
But, I reckoned I’d do something about it anyways, with musical relevance.
This blog is LGBT+ friendly.
Jewish people are welcome.
This blog supports women’s rights and People of Colour (I am both a girl and a PoC so)
This blog supports people with physical disabilities,
or mental illness
I would most definitely care if you committed suicide, my friend.
I don’t care if you reblog or not. This is just for me, really.
ppl are so annoying “you can’t paint ur bedroom pink you’re an adult” i did not spend my entire life waiting to grow up and control my life to paint my bedroom beige
I had a sales woman in furniture store try and tell me not to buy a hot bubblegum pink loveseat because she wanted me to “think about the future”
Bitch, I am thinking about the future. I already got a hot bubblegum pink couch at home and now I need a loveseat to go with it.
when I first bought my house, I announced my decision to paint my bedroom purple. I had wanted a purple bedroom for thirty damn years, you fucking bet I was gonna have one now. My friends decided, for some reason, that I meant what one of them referred to as “14 year old girl purple” (through what’s wrong with the colors a 14 year old girl chooses, I don’t know, even if they’re not what I want as an adult). They didn’t believe me until they saw the color on the actual wall, even thought they helped me pick out paints. My mother, meanwhile, decided to get worried that if I painted my bedroom a “dark purple”, it would be “depressing”. As if, with an entire house to live in, I would spend all my time in the bedroom, which I wanted to be dark because I would be sleeping in there. In the damn dark.
I had like one, maybe two friends who were all like FUCK YEAH YOU PAINT IT WHATEVER COLOR YOU WANT, PURPLE BEDROOMS ARE AWESOME.
But when they actualy saw the finished bedroom, every single one of them was like, “Oh yeah, that’s really pretty.” (Well, the ones who supported me from the beginning were more like WOOHOO.)
And the moral of the story is: Fuck ‘em, please yourself. Either they’ll come around, or you can safely ignore every question of taste they opine about for the rest of time.
This applies to other adulting activities, too. When I was a kid, I decided that I wanted to have a wedding cake made of doughnuts. When I got older, I figured that I would be “mature” about it and get a traditional cake, which the older adults approved of. Now that I’m 25 and facing the possibility of actual marriage in the near future, I’m just like “marriage is a social construct but it comes with tax & insurance benefits, so just give me that goddamn doughnut cake.” If they don’t like it then they don’t have to come to my wedding.
https://xkcd.com/150/
I would like you all to view my office. I’m thirty and my rainbow room is awesome, people can fight me
I’m thirty and my first big furniture purchase was a custom coffin shaped coffee table that opens up and is lined with purple crushed velvet. I would have loved it at 13 and I love it now. Growing up doesn’t mean you have to abandon what makes you happy.
GROWING UP DOESN’T MEAN YOU HAVE TO ABANDON WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY.
I’m 100% keeping this in mind
I’m in love with the “We’re grown-ups now, and it’s our turn to decide what that means”.
People have told me, “You’re too grown up for that” or “You’re an adult, why do you still like that” and I’m like if it makes me happy and isn’t hurting anybody, just let me love what I love and mind your own damn business.
Happy Phineas and Ferb day!!!
kidnapper: we have your dad
jason: which one?
kidnapper: you have more than one dad?
jason: yeah.
kidnapper: …
jason: ….
kidnapper: uh… he has brown hair.
jason: you’re gonna have to be more specific.
kidnapper: he’s kinda short?
jason: you’re gonna have to be more specific.
kidnapper: he’s wearing a very ugly shirt.
jason: you’re gonna have to be more specific.
kidnapper: he’s jewish???
jason: …
kidnapper: …
jason: you’re gonna have to be more specific.
𝗛𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘁𝗼𝗻: You’re really pushing my buttons today.
𝗝𝗲𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻: Sorry, I’m still looking for mute
𝗛𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘁𝗼𝗻: ....
So, have I ever reblogged a post saying, “This blog is LGBT+ friendly” or something like that? No. I have not. Because frankly, I’d assume that everyone would have guessed that already. You are on the fandom side of Tumblr, you realize?
But, I reckoned I’d do something about it anyways, with musical relevance.
This blog is LGBT+ friendly.
Jewish people are welcome.
This blog supports women’s rights and People of Colour (I am both a girl and a PoC so)
This blog supports people with physical disabilities,
or mental illness
I would most definitely care if you committed suicide, my friend.
I don’t care if you reblog or not. This is just for me, really.
𝗪𝗵𝗶𝘇𝘇𝗲𝗿: Let me win!
𝗠𝗮𝗿𝘃𝗶𝗻: Yes, sir
𝗪𝗵𝗶𝘇𝘇𝗲𝗿: *wins*
𝗠𝗮𝗿𝘃𝗶𝗻: 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗽𝗶𝗸𝗮𝗰𝗵𝘂 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲