Saw a post that was like “Women say they like coffee when they go and order a big chocolatey smoothie with like 4% actual coffee” like oh yeah way to call out those Fake Coffee Fangirls I only drink black coffee straight out of the pot.
don’t call yourself a coffee lover if you don’t eat the beans fresh and raw from the stalk in the Colombian jungle
This ain’t anything new but Momo’s outfit is horrendous. Not only is it ugly and doesn’t complement her character, it’s impractical as well.
“But this is a show about super powers it doesn’t have to be realistic!”
Ok but everyone else’s outfits is clearly made to accommodate their quirks and personalities.
“But she needs a skimpy outfit to use her powers! You’re just a prude.”
A sports bra or even a jacket would allow her to use plenty of skin without having her or her teammates face the other way. The shirt straps look awkward and dumb and don’t do the job as well.
Harry after literally almost dying for the 1000th time: Ouch that hurt!
Severus Snape: Hurt?? 😢😩 You don’t know🚫❌ REAL PAIN ☔📉 until the LOVE OF YOUR LIFE DIES 💀🔪🔪🚺 after marrying your worst enemy 💍💏💔 and now u gotta think of creative ways 🙅⭐ to torture their spawn ⚡👓 and all his shitty friends 💩💨 After all this time??👀😱😭💦 ALWAYS💦💋😫💕
So, I’ve always been Pacha’s wife from Emporer’s New Groove whenever I get mad, I just go into a furious cleaning rage, but now that I’m pregnant I also look the part.
Today I came home from work in a cleaning rage bc we’ve been trying to get rid of the guest bed we have for three months and have had different people every weekend for THREE MONTHS saying they’re going to come and get it and they fall through bc last minute they reveal that they didnt have a way to transport it or any money or anything. Anyway, same thing happened again today and I’m very frustrated and it’s a huge point of stress for me bc we cant set up any of the baby’s things until it’s gone, we just dont have the space and I’m freaking out.
After years of honing, I’m really good at redirecting my anger and not lashing out or making any person or pet or anything a victim of my wrath, so I just stormed in and announced “THEY ARENT COMING, THEY LIED” and threw my boots in the corner and started scrubbing and trashing and clearing and folding laundry and angrily stuffing clean vases with new flowers and all the cleaning.
I knew my husband was feeling helpless, and I was cleaning for a particularly long time today and he finally just asked, “do you want me to mad clean with you? Do you need help? I can lift or move things for you.” He said he didnt want me to hurt myself but he knew I needed to do it.
I ran my course and my apartment looks amazing now but, just…bless him. I love him so much. He told me later that I was very cute, zooming around and huffing and being all round and mad and industrious. And when I was done and I’d showered, there was a coffee and a jar of pickles waiting for me on the couch-side table.
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