“The closer he looks at the child, the less he sees … The more he looks at it, there’s nothing there. He fears that the more you look at him the less you see. There isn’t anything there.” | John Hughes
LOVE this movie. And this is deep.
It is what it is because I am what I am. No more, no less (though sometimes both).
Me every time I try to do homework.
Me when feelings prevent productivity.
I actually have that exact desk/bed setup and everything.
- be thin
- give birth
- cook for you
- have long hair
- wear makeup
- have sex with you
- be feminine
- be graceful
- be fashionable
- wear pink
- love men
- be the media’s idea of perfection
- listen to your bullshit
- have a vagina
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about random uncomfortable things quite frequently. For instance: while underwear shopping, I discovered that apparently “crotchless G-strings” are a trend.
I mean, really, at that point, why do you even bother wearing panties?