dating me means dating my anxiety and my random spouts of depression it means dating my panic attacks at 11pm or 2 am or 5am or anytime of the day for that matter it means dating my mood swings where i get really upset over everything about me and all my insecurities and how i’m not good enough because i’m never good enough
Cancels ACen plans
Well, that was a fun idea while it lasted. On to Colossalcon planning, I guess. Unless the rest of the year goes the way the first few months has. Then, KATSUCON 2015 OH YEAH LOLOLOL
snoop dogg enjoys a nice refreshing popsicle on a hot summer day
they were rescued from a testing lab, they’ve never walked on grass before
they look so nervous :(
Stop I’m gona cry
Kanaya makeup and wig test. Let me tell you, I have big teeth and it makes fang-wearing a pain in the ass.
my facebook cosplay page: X
I submit the intro for Hunchback of Notre Dame beats Circle of Life raw.
Especially since the former doesn’t have flocks of pink birds that immediately make me think, “Sure, Disney, you weren’t influenced at all by Osamu Tezuka. Tell us another one.”
This movie was surprisingly hardcore for a Disney retelling of Victor Hugo’s really screwed up story.
It also did a ton of great stuff with God and religion and Catholicism that somehow managed to still be about people and not bring “Why Religion Sucks” into the whole thing, which is aces.
One thing that surprises me is how well the animation has aged. Strangely enough, it looked weird at the time; we weren’t really used to traditional animation blended with computer backgrounds. But now that pretty much everything is computer animated, you can really appreciate how effin’ gorgeous the Cathedral backgrounds are.
Also, God Help the Outcasts is the most honest song featured in a Disney movie. “Honest” meaning it doesn’t feel manufactured specifically to be played in a suburbanite van ferrying kids to McDonalds. It’s raw, open, and genuine.
(Needless to say, there is nothing suburban about Hellfire, ho ho ho. Will we ever again see a Disney villain essentially sing, “Help me Mary, I have an unholy erection?”)
In case you ever wanted a realistic interpretation of what it’s like to work in fast food