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the phrase “curiosity killed the cat” is actually not the full phrase it actually is “curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction brought it back” so don’t let anyone tell you not to be a curious little baby okay go and be interested in the world uwu
See also:
Blood is thicker than water The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb.
Meaning that relationships formed by choice are stronger than those formed by birth.
Let’s not forget that “Jack of all trades, master of none” ends with “But better than a master of one.”
It means that being equally good/average at everything is much better than being perfect at one thing and sucking at everything else. So don’t worry if you’re not perfect at something you do! Being okay is better!
These made me feel better
Also, “great minds think alike” ends with “but fools rarely differ”
It goes to show that conformity isn’t always a good thing. And that just because more than one person has the same idea, doesn’t necessarily mean it’s a good idea.
what the fuck why haven’t i heard the full version to any of these
“Birds of a feather flock together” ends with “until the cat comes.”
It’s actually a warning about fair-weather friends, not an assessment of how complementary people are.
I’ve always felt like these were cut down on purpose.
I really like these phrases and plan on spreading this knowledge.
The early bird catches the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.
I want to make designs out of these.
Funny how all the half-finished ones encourage uniformity and upholding the status-quo, while the complete proverbs encourage like…living exciting, eclectic lives driven by choice and personal passion.
The legendary thread is back
Also: it’s not “the proof is in the pudding”. That doesn’t even make any goddamn sense. The saying is “the proof of the pudding is in the eating”, or in other words, how a thing performs is more important than how it looks.
Realizing it’s not romance that I hate but overdone straight relationships with zero chemistry built on a slew of misogynistic tropes was like a huge revelation for me
I have a story about this.
My revelation regarding this was spurred by a little-known film that actually didn’t do very well in theatres at all, from the early 90s called Corina Corina.
Starring heartthrob of the time Ray Liotta, fresh off his Goodfellas fame and…..Whoopie Goldberg??? as his love interest??????
Bear with me here.
Corina Corina is the story about a man whose wife died, leaving him alone to parent his 8-9 year old daughter alone in what appears to be the late 50s-early 60s. His daughter, Molly, is non-verbal due to the trauma of her mother’s death and is dealing with feelings of isolation as a result of her mourning process. Ray Liotta’s character makes a concentrated effort to be a good dad for her, but it’s real clear that both of them are still dealing with the death of his wife. Because Ray’s character works full time, he needs to find a nanny to watch his girl and pick her up from school. After a couple of terrible experiences (one with a hilarious appearance by Joan Cusack) he decides to hire Whoopie Goldberg. Whoopie Goldberg’s character is a college educated black woman (in the 50s!!!!) who appears to be doing domestic work because its the only work white 50s America will hire her for. She and Ray’s daughter Molly get along well because she is the first person to take Molly’s decision to be non-verbal seriously and learn an alternate way to communicate with her.
Long story short, Whoopie Goldberg and Ray Liotta fall in love and live happily ever after.
But, more importantly, the way the movie built their love changed the way I was able to process hetero couples on screen forever.
1. First, they were both provided with alternate romance options from the beginning of the movie. Ray was given an extremely attractive white lady love interest, and Whoopie was given an attractive and charming black man love interest. Both of them were given opportunities to return their affection but both pointedly chose not to.
2. They were attracted to each other based on common interest. They both liked the same music, they both bonded over their ability to play the piano, they both loved molly, they both helped encourage each other in their chosen fields (whoopie’s was english, and ray’s was being a songwriter), they both respected each other’s opinions and they both were honest with each other about the circumstances they were in.
3. They were realistic about the issue of a black woman being in a relationship with a white man in the era, and didn’t glide over racial identity issues. Ray made sure that his white neighbors knew that he loved her and didn’t care what they thought. He even explained to his mom that Molly emulating black culture wasn’t shameful and that she should mind her business about the way he felt about Whoopie Goldberg.
4. When Ray confessed his feelings, it was incredibly heartfelt and he was literally crying.
5. They didn’t pursue a romantic relationship until Whoopie wasn’t working for him anymore. And they didn’t gloss over the issue of power disparity in that equation. Ray doesn’t condescend to Whoopie at all through the movie, but once he’s aware he has feelings for her, his new goal is to let her know that he unquestionably considers her his equal both in private and in public And its clear that he’s aware that this is the first thing that must be settled before anything else.
By the time you get to the end of the movie, the entire concept of Ray Liotta being with Whoopie Goldberg seems not only normal, but exceptionally romantic and you’re left wondering why you thought they would be a gross couple to begin with when they’re sO cLeArLy MaDe fOr eAcH oThEr
I now call this the Corina Corina standard.
If a movie has a hetero couple and their relationship isn’t as fleshed out as Ray/Whoopie, I now have difficulty accepting whats occurring.
The concept that two hot straight people who are vaguely near each other just doesn’t do it for me anymore after watching Ray Liotta walk through a black neighborhood in the 50s and knock on Whoopie’s door to beg her to come home to him.
Oh so you say your characters are in love?
Prove it.
Reblogging for the review.
I love this movie
Also reblogging for the review. And I need to rewatch this film, because that was not my takeaway. Then again, I was probably too young to see it.
My kind of man!!!
A black guy once told me that I’m “not his type” “Nah,” he said. “I don’t fuck with them black girl types”. He said he likes them Spanish types, them mixed chick types, them white girl types, them “exotic” types. Them tight curl types. You know– them girls of lighter skin types? Them “no weave” types? Them ass shot types? Them thin lip types? Them go to the tanning salon to get their skin darker types? Them go to the surgeon to get their lips fuller types? Not the black types. He don’t like them full lip types. Them gracious hips types. Them natural hair types. Them 4C hair types. Them dark skin types. Them brown skin types. Them caramel skin types. Them down for you, ride or die Harriet Tubman types. Them protesting for your right to live, types. Them “my black is beautiful” types. Them revolutionary types. You know, them Angela Davis types? Them Lauryn Hill types? Them Solange types? Them Erykah Badu types? Nah, that ain’t his type. He likes them Kim K types. Them Angelina Jolie types. Them Iggy Azalea types. Them Kylie Jenner types. The black woman? Nah, that ain’t the black mans muthafuckin type
poem by me (via blackxradiance)
90% accurate
when is soft romantic r&b gonna come back when are niggas gonna start crying and begging in music videos again
Wearing all white in the desert
No shirts in the rain
driving and getting into spinouts cause you was too busy concentrating on getting her back
😂😂😂😂😂😂
Loooool
female R&B singers used to cry up against a wall…
or sing in front of some corny backdrop…
R&B groups used to dress in all black in the middle of the hot ass desert…
or be beggin’ in the rain…
male R&B singers would give those longing looks out the window…
or be sitting alone at the piano and shit…
….But, those were the days tho!!!
OMG I forgot I did this. LMAO still true tho.
Lol, stay your ass in your corner of the earth and I'll stay in mine. #NoHardFeelingsThough #LifeGoesOn
And the truth shall set you free..
We had this and I miss it. Maybe one day it can be like this again. Only time can tell.
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Emma Stone
Omg so fucking sexy she is
so much truth in these words
exactly