I hate when people mention someone in their life by their name without providing me with any context about who this person is.
“So Dylan and I went to yoga class yesterday — ”
Hold it right there. Who the fuck is Dylan. Your boyfriend? Your arch nemesis? Your brother? Your pet sea monkey? Your therapist? Your favourite fictional character? Are you on a first-name basis with your dad? Last-name basis with Bob? WHO THE FUCK IS DYLAN.
Doing the do with you know who
The greatest mystery of all time solved…What Neville forget to remember in that scene.
All of this is important.
shit like this makes no fucking sense like amiyah is one of the prettiest models ive ever seen but yall are so hung up on the fact that shes trans that yall bitter asses are gonna stay making fun of her like shes out there doing shit with her life and she looking good as hell while youre sitting at home making fun of her over the internet like do you not understand how your entire existence is irrelevant likkkkke?