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Birds of Prey is to superhero films what Jenniferâs Body is to horror in this essay I will-
FAVORITE FILMS - BIRDS OF PREY (2020)
anyway blackout poetry not just as an art form, but as an act of violence against other works of art
taking a piece of text that someone probably put their heart and soul into creating and using it as your raw material, cutting out everything that you deem irrelevant to the point you want to make
i mean imagine cutting up a painting and using it to make a collage, or taking a marble sculpture and carving pieces out of it to make a different sculpture
just to be clear: i love blackout poetry, im not criticizing it here. i am just waxing poetic about it. i dont really know where im going with this i just have Thoughts about art being destructive
â you think im nothing, but on the other side, im the lady of death.
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đđđđ.
nanno: *walks into class*
every girl: i'm so jealous of this bitch I want to kill her and bury the body
I really like being with you. To be honest, itâs kind of fun being with you too.
Fake god of mischief: Loki
Real God of Mischief: Nanno
Society if writers realise happy endings are not 'bad writing' or 'boring':
Itzan, when the writers tell him Samuel will be hooking up with yet another girl:
âYou canât buy me. I donât have a price. If I did, you couldnât afford it.â
The police officer every time sheâs called to something involving a Las Encinas student
Congratulations. You played me and you won.