Juliette Barnes in “A picture from life’s other side”.
Robert Downey Jr. so perfectly portrayed spiraling anxiety that I had to take a klonopin after seeing this movie.
Brittany’s last line, her final line maybe ever, was “and there’s Santana” like how am I supposed to move on with my life after that.
I want queer people to be able to turn on the tv and see themselves.
i want them to be able to watch a shitty romantic comedy with an obvious plot and see themselves, to watch a serious tv show about vampire killing FBI agents and see themselves, to watch a fairytale kid’s movie and see themselves-
i want queer people to count as people outside of shitty, offensive dramas that see queerness as a gate to more drama, something all-defining and life-ruining, written by writers who don’t care enough to learn what’s a stereotype and what’s reality and still want cookies for putting goddamn cardboard cuttouts on their show-
and i want that queerness to be evident and unarguable.
i don’t want shitty backhanded references to a dude’s “friendliness” with his best friend-
i don’t want half-hearted mentions of a main character’s gay friend in an attempt to prove that the character and that the show aren’t homophobic-
I don’t want queerbaiting, that straight viewers can claim was just a joke, because it was, it’s just a joke the show can profit off for “representing” someone they don’t even fucking count as enough of a person to deserve to be treated with respect-
And i want queer ladies and queer dudes and genderqueer queers and i want them to be different races and classes and have different goals and opinions and lifestyles and fashion choices and interests and lives and challenges, because queer people are not one, shitty, poorly done stereotype
I want to count as a fucking person
i want every single queer person to count as a fucking person
a person whose story isn’t a joke, isn’t something to be ashamed of, isn’t something you see once in an afterschool special about not bullying people, until they get “turned straight” or “fixed” or “just hadn’t met the right person” or fucking kill themselves or turn out to be the villain if they “stay queer” because being queer means one has to be ‘punished’ for it-
I want us to fucking count, and i want the media to acknowledge we count.
In the last year I’ve lived more than I’ve ever dreamt, I found a home…and I found a friend, a real friend…who loved me.
Remember when the Calzona fandom’s biggest concern was when they were going to have sex again?
I am that type of douchebag friend who doesn’t talk with you for weeks but still cares about you and hopes you still care too.
Lauren: Hey. I was hoping I’d run into you again today.
Arizona: Um… has there been a change in Tyler’s surgery?
Lauren: No. People tell you all the time you have really pretty eyes? What are they, hazel? Blue? They’re blue.
Arizona: I’m married. I’m happily married. Um, you met her, earlier today. Dr. Torres. Ortho. Hot. Brunette. And, wow, talk about eyes. Pretty eyes. Hers are just… magical. And I’m married. Also, I have one leg.
Lauren: I know. Do you know how many Arizona Robbins there are on the internet? One. See you tomorrow.
-Grey’s Anatomy 9x22 Do you believe in magic