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chappell roan & gerard way stage outfit parallels

chappell looks:

vmas, sept 11 2024 / hinterland, august 4 2024 / bonnaroo, june 16 2024 / hangout fest, may 18 2024 / coachella, april 12 2024

gerard looks:

corona capital mexico, nov 18 2022 / london, nov 2005 / detroit, sept 13 2022 / los angeles, oct 11 2022 (but first worn in nashville, aug 23 2022) / sydney, march 19-20 2023

PART 1/?

infectiouspiss

hit 'em with the 💃 pepe (x)

infectiouspiss

she's SERVING she's INSANE she's UNHINGED she's CRAZY she's BEAUTIFUL she's DERANGED she's MY WIFE (x)

rottingrard

Taken by mechrojaxson on twitter. WWWYF day 1 10/19/24

writergeekrhw

I made another thing.

With apologies to Neil Gaiman.

neil-gaiman

No apologies needed.

just-shower-thoughts

The last day of 2023 is 123123 (12/31/23)

sirfrogsworth

You know Elon probably saw this and was super mad he still can't fire Halli.

thefrogman

I've already had one person in the notes claim dropping the bombs was the "only option" to end the war.

No.

Shaun has a wonderful breakdown of all the nuances surrounding the Japanese surrender.

If you do not have 2 hours to spare (or you can't watch it at 2x speed), I will give you some bullet points.

Several American leaders of the time felt the bombs provided no assistance in ending the war.

Japan was already defeated. They wanted to surrender but were stubborn and wanted conditions.

Their only concern was their god-like emperor stay in power and not be executed.

That was their concern before the bombs. That was their concern after the bombs. Nothing changed in their minds.

They didn't actually care that the bombs killed people. It took them several days to even have a meeting after the first bomb dropped.

The idea that dropping the bomb would save millions of casualties was invented *after* the bomb was dropped and was pulled out of someone's ass to cover said ass.

There was never going to be an invasion.

People think we dropped the bombs and the Japanese leadership was like, "Oh shit! We give up!"

But in reality, we dropped the first bomb and they were like, "I'm busy tomorrow, can we have the bomb meeting on Thursday?"

We dropped the bombs to show the world we had the bombs.

Japan was a convenient and timely excuse to that end.

St@n culture is just being pick-me’s pining for people who will never know you exist.

And even if one day they do know who you are… just look at Hailey Bieber… Being picked by her actual popstar idol still couldn’t make her happy. She’s still miserable and rotten on the inside.

I said what I said.

#personal #subtweeting has moved to tumblr

lonequixote

Salvador Dali

Space Elephant

(via @lonequixote)

funnytwittertweets

I love it when you forget my schedule. The same one I’ve had for almost 2 years.

I was struggling with this for so long but it feels like something is finally clicking.

I was drowning myself to hold on to certain friendships. No matter how much effort I put into them, it was never enough. These “friends” are the kind of people who makes snide comments, “Oh, you’re only hanging out with me because you don’t have ___ to do.”

Someone who knows me would know that I’d rather stay in bed all day than even going to the grocery store for food. If I have nothing to do and I choose to hang out with you, you’re important to me. I didn’t realize how damaging that comment was each time until one night, I hung out with a friend who I haven’t seen for awhile. After we caught up and I told her how I would have just been in bed alone if not for her, she thanked me for spending my free time with her. She didn’t make any comment. I deadass teared up. I think it was that moment that I realized I let people take my time and my friendship for granted, and then I normalized it.

I used to feel bad for not meeting these friends’ expectations for so long, I didn’t realize THEY were the one who made me feel bad.

They needed so much from me. I needed to drive out because it’s my fault I live far. I need to arrange their rides. I needed to make all the plans. I needed to prove that I’m choosing them over something else in my life. All those things I was more than happy to do but they were never enough. They still make comments, “I don’t see you often enough.” “You hang out with x more.” “You do x more.” “You’re too busy for us.” I used to let them blame me. I used to think it’s my fault. I was stretched thin for almost 10 years since high school. It took me this long to realize they never reciprocated any of the things I was doing for these friendships. They just keep demanding more and more of me.

I needed to lie to them and “support” them even when they make dumb decisions. My honesty is not valued, but they expect that I come to them before making life decisions; like choosing my partner. If I can’t be honest with them, how do I trust that they will be honest with me? I see them be fake with others, hang out with someone, then talk shit after. They really I still believe they’re honest to me.

It took me too long to realize that I was doing everything for these friendships but never the other way around. They have never made plans with me. Never scheduled a lunch date. NEVER asked me, “Hey, are you free to Facetime or grab boba to catch up?” “When are you free to hang out and do x.” “What’s your schedule this weekend?” Fuck, they don’t even read my texts.

It was so weird when my boyfriend sets clear boundaries with his friends. “Let’s find a food spot in this city because that’s the middle of us and them.” I was already planning a whole ass trip where his friends (ours, really) live. I was so used to being the one to make the distance that I didn’t know how to be normal.

My “friends” took my friendship for granted, and they think it will always be there. That their roles as my close friend are forever.

This has been so damaging because I have been feeling so scared to let go. Because once they find out they can’t take me for granted forever, I’m going to be the bad guy who breaks it to them. And I’ve been lashing out at them because it’s easier to be a bitch, hoping that they will call it off first, than letting them know that I care so much but I can’t hold on anymore.

It’s already so sad to accept that people grow apart; but all these expectations and feelings have been too much.

I’m just so glad to have been shown what it means to foster a friendship by others. It’s a nice feeling having friends who reach out and care about you. Friends who makes plans with you. Friends who value your time without demanding a certain role as close friend or whatever. Friends who taught me what it means when adults say, “Friendship is a two-way street.”

#pronouns were changed so grammar is a mess #rant #personal