Sometimes I Get A Bit Depressed Thinking About How Thick My Thighs Are, And Then I Remember That These

Sometimes I get a bit depressed thinking about how thick my thighs are, and then I remember that these two queens:

are fucking badass and people find them okay-looking even though they also have thick thighs, and I don’t feel so bad afterwards.

Remember, if you’re ever feeling self conscious, just know that there’s some badass chick or dude out there that has the exact same feature(s) that people find aesthetically pleasing.

Spoilers For Full Moon!

I’m not sure if anyone has pointed this out before, but in the scene where the Cherubs are being interrogated, there’s a light that shines over the blue ex-angel. (I don’t know any of their names).

I’m pretty sure the light is supposed to look like it’s from Heaven, signifying that the blue one is still pure. The other two angels don’t have a light because they’ve been acting crazy and irrational since at LEAST they got kicked out of Heaven.

Mild Spoilers For Full Moon!

I’m sorry, but Blitz being super (and childishly) happy about finding a coin on the ground and then immediately insulting somebody else is just the most Blitz thing to ever exist.

Update: So I told them, and here’s how it went:

My stepmom looked a bit confused but she said, “Okay”, and that was the end of that.

My dad, however…well, he started yelling, saying the typical things. “What does that even mean?”, “You’re confused”, “That’s impossible” and things like that. And I don’t know what happened, but I just blew. I started yelling, too, which surprised the both of them because I’m usually quiet. I started talking about how the both of them needed to start taking my feelings into account before they talk and act. They couldn’t just say something hurtful and ply it off as a joke every single time. Although I didn’t express it, I had feelings too, and hearing them say things hurtful about me or the LGBTQIA+ Community hurt those feelings. That shut my dad up really quickly. We had a long talk about communicating and how we would work through this.

So, all in all, I’d say it was pretty successful. In the end, I got accepted and had a meaningful talk with my parents that will hopefully make my life a little better.

I’m just about to come out to my parents. I said (posted) earlier that I already told them I was Ace, but I feel like they kinda forgot about it. Plus, this time, I’m going to come out as AroAce and genderfluid. (I know I said I was demifluid, but I realizes otherwise.) Hope and pray for me. I’m pretty sure they’ll accept me (at least the AroAce part), but I don’t know about the Gender-fluid part. They’ve made some transphobic remarks before, so I’m super effin’ nervous. I’ll update later on, after I come out.

I still like Luke from PJO; I don’t think he’s a villain. Imagine you spend your childhood not knowing who your dad is and being left with a crazy woman who’s also your mother and can’t even recognize you, not to mention the psychotic episodes. Then you decide to run away with a GOLF CLUB for defense and find 2 other lonely kids on the street that you practically adopt and THEN you finally make it to a spot you were suppposed to be safe at only to be ambushed my a monster that kills your best friend who gets turned into a tree. Then you get shoved into a cabin with 50 other kids and never get sent on a quest even though you’ve been there the longest and was a permanent member and newbies are getting sent out despite your experience. And THEN your dead beat father finally sends you on a quest only for you to gain a scar across your eye and to almost die and then come back to camp realizing you still have to sleep in the same place with 50 other random kids. Bro that be traumatizing enough for anyone. Not to mention he’s only 19 and was 14 when he adopted two other kids. Bro just felt angsty for a second and then some dude comes along like “I’ll make everything better, I swear. I’m powerful enough”. ANYONE would take that offer. Then, his is (practically) little sister betrays him and the “good guy” from earlier ends up controlling his mind and possessing his body, making him betray everyone he’s ever loved.

Fight or Flight instincts? Nah. I’m more of a “panic over which one to do until I have a mental breakdown” kinda gal.