Can I Donate My Menstrual Cycle To A Misogynistic White Middle Aged Male

Can I donate my menstrual cycle to a misogynistic white middle aged male

i lied. put your clothes back on. we are gonna watch dead poets society and i’m gonna explain to you the relationship between todd and neil, analyzing every interaction, every mention of them, highlighting the importance of their relationship to the movie and to all the characters in general.

they're on a train and they're going away.

"away to where, charlie", cameron urges, worry in voice and map in hand, "i don't think just getting on a train was a good idea, this could go who knows where-"

he's cut off by a loud whoop that is promptly whisked away by the rush of landscape outside the dusty train windows - a blur of stationtreetreetreehousetreehousehousesky. "WE'RE GOING AWAY!!!!"

meeks laughs. "keep it down, pittsie, don't want your old man hearing and dragging you off at the next station, do you?"

pitts smirks out the window. "i'd like to see him try."

"attaboy!" charlie tries and fails to tousle pitts' hair and turns the gesture into a half-convincing high five. "this is an adventure!"

cameron mutters something that sounds like "that's what they all say before they end up in the middle of texas with no money and too much ego", but the vibration of the train floor drowns it out.

"guys, i've found us seats!" neil grins at them, face so bright they're all a bit surprised it doesn't reflect in the windowpane like the ghost-torch the sun is in it.

"and i've found a window to yell out of!"

"gimme a go, pittsie-" neil shuffles in front of it, craning his neck to have his mouth by the opening that spills wind and train-track sounds. "I'M ALIVE!!!"

there's cheers and laughter and then knox appears by his side, eyes sparkling. "c'mon frankenstein, show us these seats. we have a long way to go."

they're on a train and they're going away.

Oh to be a cat sleeping peacefully at the foot of a bed, blissfully unaware of how chaotic the world is

If todd anderson was a language, i would speak it fluently