Cognitive Inequality

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[floambones]

every year after you turn 17 you get further away from being the age of the dancing queen and that’s my least favorite thing about growing up

[saint--claire]

exCUSE ME.  DOES THIS LOOK LIKE THE FACE OF A WOMAN WHO’S CONCERNED ABOUT BEING TOO OLD TO BE THE DANCING QUEEN??

Fuck your age, put on your high heeled boots and a pair of overalls and do Meryl Streep proud.

You are the dancing queen.

[kyraneko]

Hot take: Seventeen is the age at which you get crowned the Dancing Queen.

Being older than that isn’t years away from being the Dancing Queen, it’s how many years your reign has lasted.

[vialhazard]

[kyokobi]

REBLOGGING FOR THAT LAST PIECE OF INSIGHT. BITCH YOU

ARE

THE DANCING QUEEN

[decepti-geek]

“Only seventeen” implies that seventeen is an unusually precocious age at which to assume the title of Dancing Queen, which opens up the possibility of anyone above that age being eligible and possibly even more likely to qualify.

[missandryifyourenasty]

I often think about that post that was a fake dating profile for a cat that was all about chickens, like wanting someone with posable thumbs for opening chickens.

[notogdenjesse]

This is one my favourite things the internet has ever made.

[missandryifyourenasty]

!!!!!!

[bioluminescently-unfolding]

This remains one of the great art objects of modern times and nobody will convince me otherwise.

[normandy-crew]

sticks it on them

[prawniscuous]

me, trying to think about things relevant to my real actual life for 5 minutes:

brain: ........ anyway,

[albertnatural]

fuck. i love my own blog. it’s almost like it’s full of things i would post it’s crazy

[blignick]

[thydungeongal]

Ah shit I can't believe I forgot

[thydungeongal]

[toesucker416]

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[teaboot]

One time when I was like three years old I was laying in my mom’s bed, and I don’t remember what we were talking about except I was being fussy about having to do something, and just like whenever I was being like that she asked, “are you trying to pick a fight?”

And I didn’t really know what that meant, only that I always said no, but for some reason or another I was very annoyed and a fight sounded pretty good so for the first time ever I said “yes”

And I don’t know what I was expecting to happen, but I remember my mom just going “Okay, then. Let’s fight. What do you want to fight about?”

And I remember it occurring to me all of a sudden that the onus was on me to generate the energy to pick something to be mad about, and wishing she’d just do something worth fighting FOR me, but she just went, “I’m not the one who wants to fight. If you want to fight, you have to pick something to fight about”

and I just went ugh. Never mind, that’s too much work. So said “I don’t wanna fight actually, I’m just cranky” and she told me “okay well just say that next time” and in hindsight that was actually probably a very important formative experience

[i-eat-asphalt]

[holy-leapin-splits-batman]

[numnum-num]

Marilyn Monroe and Jack Lemmon between of shots of "Some like it hot", 1959

[catasters]

[loveridden1999]