Stephanie Ahn is a newly debuted author and full-time college student who tends to write about young-ish adults just trying to get by in life. Wonder where she got that idea?
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I write lesbians, magic, and lesbians who get majorly fucked up by magic. Occasionally NSFW. she/he/her/him. https://t.co/9jFNpf68tY & https://t.co/psudakf3ce
Keanu Reeves & Carl Marotte for their promotional photos in "WolfBoy", 1984
The theatrical play was about two boys in a mental institution, one of whom believes he is a werewolf and becomes sucked into a relationship with him. Because of its homoeroticism feel, it became a cult… https://twitter.com/i/web/status/1641466416481148931
Good morning, a criminal who I will not name but whose name rhymes with “bunion” managed to pry open a box of key lime tea cookies and licked the powdered sugar off every single one
Re: the discourse over an old sitcom–and this is a little removed from the show itself–but it's weird to me that we've pretty much normalized thinking of the things we watch and read as *the* means of expressing of our values.
It's sort of infantilizing? And it seems to presume that we'll all parrot whatever we consume without a thought, that we can't look at things through a prism of our own developed values to position ourselves in time and place.
I didn't particularly like Friends, but I'm confident that I could watch it again and find things to enjoy while understanding there are parts that absolutely hurt or alienate me or other people. We're not a bunch of Tinkerbells; we can feel more than one thing at once.
I dunno! I think it suggests of some really worrisome things if you believe your ideals can be so easily eroded.