Imagine being famous celebrity Kamilah al Jamil, dying and going to the afterlife, walking into the office of the Architect(s) of your entire afterlife experience, and seeing a framed photo of your long-dead, way less successful sister in said Architect’s office because she and her rando friends reformed the entire afterlife system and are directly responsible for you and everyone else not being tortured by chainsaw bears forever. How do you even react to that?
Kamilah: *wakes up in the afterlife*
Literally everyone: oh wow, aren’t you Tahani’s sister???
pacific rim was really like “our giant monster-killing robots are powered by the tender, intimate, powerful connection of soulmates - romantic, platonic, or familial” and i’ve never recovered from how the sheer brilliance of that concept made me feel
like i’m sorry but these enormous metal robots so vast and powerful that they run on nuclear reactor cores welded into their chests can only be moved and controlled by the power of love??? how does that not drive you utterly insane just thinking about it???
straight friend groups are like: *blonde girl* *chad* *the funny one* *kyle* *brunette girl* *frat boy*
gay friend groups are like: *the feminist mom friend* *ex-pro wrestler* *disgraced prince* *living reincarnation of the earth spirit born into the body of a young boy who was frozen in a glacier for a century and awoke to find that his people were the victims of a genocide and he is the sole survivor* *sokka*
something that happened to me last weekend
i see these and automatically know people aren’t from the city, if a rat did that to you in NYC you would not be pleased
sike bitch this happened in brooklyn some of us just arent pussies