“One day, a little girl asked me if I believed in monsters. I smiled. I then grabbed the truth by its collar, I wrestled it to the ground, tucked it deep underneath my arm and I said, “Love, you know monsters aren’t real.” And it’s times like this, where I wish that my sentences came with receipts so I could take back my words. I wasn’t being completely honest. When I spoke to her I almost choked on a secret that has been stapled to the inside of my throat for longer than I can remember. Not only do I believe in monsters, but I’ve seen them whisper themselves into existence. I heard they carve nightmares into the eyelids of the innocent and linger in dark corners preying on the unsuspecting. Somehow, they’ve figured how to crawl through 8 millimeter film and walk backwards into the dreams of those who’ve never been afraid to sleep. I believe in monsters the same way I believe in oxygen. So how big is your closet? How much space is underneath the beds you shake in the middle of the night? You are a vampire. A werewolf in sheep’s clothing. You swallow halos and spit out nooses. How can I not believe in monsters, when I see men like you, walking with your knuckles scraping against the concrete? You stand perched on the screams of assaulted women and squeeze into costumes that fool the public into thinking you’re human. How dare you have the audacity to impersonate me? How dare you pretend as though there isn’t a woman out there scrubbing the inside of her thights until they turn stop sign red trying to erase your fingerprints from her skin? How dare you believe your blood is just as blue as mine? When you speak I can small Dante’s Inferno on your breath. I’ve spent the last three months trying to figure out how you escaped from hell and wasted too many nights thinking of painful ways I can send you back. I carved galaxies in the back of my throat just to make your world easier for me to swallow but I can’t stand the taste of your behavior. Every time you cross my path I get the urge to tie you to a chair, cover you in gasoline and set your body on fire. I am no Van Helsing but I’ve seen enough horror movies to know how to get rid of you. But I know even if I killed you, there are still millions of monsters out there. Pretending to be men.”
— Rudy Francisco, “Monster”
(via fuckyeahrudyfrancisco)
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NOTES FOR YOU
You can survive without someone else.
There’s so much to smile about.
Live without apologies.
Drink water.
You need you more than you need anyone else.
Not everything is about a relationship.
Surround yourself with people who make you laugh.
If you like it, wear it.
Learn to say ‘no’ without explaining yourself.
Never forget who was with you when you had nothing.
Find what you’d die for and live for it.
Don’t go to sleep with makeup on.
Dress like you’re going to meet your ex-boyfriend.
Focus on the people who choose to grow with you.
Self care isn’t luxury.
Don’t give up.
You deserve to be treated well. Just because you aren’t being treated well doesn’t mean you don’t deserve to be.
You can miss someone but still understand you deserve better.
Don’t forget about karma.
Remember who the fuck are you. Love yourself.
Love who you are and what you do.
Do whatever the fuck you want.
Don’t hurt people.
Do whatever if it takes to make you feel real.
It is possible to be single and happy.
Walk away anything that give you bad vibes.
There is no need to explain or make sense of it.
Stop being friends with people you don’t really like.
Everything will be okay in the end.
Eat that.
If a girl wants to look good it’s for her, not for you.
No one can fuck with you. Don’t let anybody fuck with you.
You’re a damn queen.
Stop being unhappy with yourself.
Don’t depend your happiness to others.
You may not feel pretty every day, but someone out there loves you and thinks you’re beautiful in every way.
Be yourself, you look beautiful like that.
Fall in love when you are ready not when you’re lonley.
Bro’s before hoes, not bro’s over your gf.
You are not a failure.
Girls can do whatever the fuck they want.
It’s okay to be sad sometimes.
Remember when you prayed for things you have now.
If you could belive the Santa for 8 years, you can belive in yourself for 5 minutes.
One day someone will look at you the same way you look at the moon.
The Sun will rise and we will try again.
You didn’t lose him. He lost you.
Do what you like. Like what you do.
Nobody is worth your tears, and the one who is won’t make you cry.
Date a girl who makes it harder to go to seep but easier to get up every morning.
Turn the lights on and open the window.
You were a princess before him and you’re a princess after him.
Move on. Move on. Move on.
The time to get skinny is now. Not tomorrow.
Never look back.
Don’t text your ex.
A real man only lies to his woman when he’s suprising her.
Only give yourself to people who would fight for you.
Go to sleep at 10pm.
Moving forward is the only way to survive.
Stop failing and you won’t have to start over.
Relationships aren’t always a fairy tale.
3 sleeps can fix almost anything.
Take risks.
Make yourself proud.
No one is going to come pick up your broken pieces off the floor for you.
You live. You can try again everyday.
There ain’t nothing beautiful about shaky hand holding a cigarette.
You don’t look like you did in 6th grade. Be grateful.
Only you can save yourself.
If it doesn’t make you happy, let it go.
If you lose someone but find yourself, you won.
Don’t beg anyone to stay.
Strong is the new pretty.
You have only one dick. You need only one girl.
A year from now, everything you’re stressing about won’t mean shit.
If you have family that loves you, food on your table, roof over your head, you’re richer than you think.
Don’t continue watering a dead flower.
You don’t have to be pretty like her. You can be pretty like you.
Today is the chance to change yourself for the better.
He is not the Sun. You are.
Never feel bad for putting yourself first and doing what is right for you.
Self care is not selfish.
It’s okay to cry.
Distance means so little when someone means so much.
You were always enough.
Do it for you and not for them.
You have enough time.
The best project you’ll ever work on is you.
It’s okay to not know what you want.
The world is full of boys but there is only one of you.
Remember why you started.
You are strong. You are good enough.
When you get something good, please don’t go looking for something better.
Some girls are made of sarcasm and wine and everything is fine.
You must realise that there is nothing to be sad about.
True friends don’t judge each other. They judge other people together.
You’ve made it so far, kid.
You are still here. Still breathing.
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things I love about phineas and ferb
main stream representation of a blended family that all loves each other very much with no drama over the fact that technically, they are step-siblings
Ferb is largely non-verbal and does a lot of his communication through non-verbal means and literally no one ever makes fun of him for that, like it’s acknowledged but not shamed
Perry also does a lot of non-verbal communication, but he is a platypus
the use of Doof’s tragic backstories to highlight the fact that they explain but not excuse his actions. they are told in a way that you feel bad for Kid Doof, but that doesn’t make it okay to try to mind control the entire tri-state area
the play on all of the repeative actions, there’s a formula to the show and by the later seasons, the characters have acknowledged that and a lot of the humor comes from that
almost all of the main characters (minus I think Phineas and Candace) have a cultural background that is acknowledged and explored, and even shared among the group.
the acknowledgement that Isabella is Jewish during the Christmas episodes, but also that she doesn’t celebrate Christmas and still wants to help her friends save something that is important to them
Buford and Baljeet seem to have some sort of understand and boundaries that only they understand which is like vaguely problematic, but obviously they care about each other
there is a crime fighting platypus
that even though it’s a kid’s show, it demonstrates a lot of common frustrations that kids have. Candace is always frustrated that her mother doesn’t believe her. Carl is upset with Major Monogram for never thanking him.
Candance and Jermey’s relationship ends up being a really awesome one, because he knows exactly what she’s like, and unlike some of the other people in her life (her mother, Stacy and Jenny), he doesn’t mind at all. in fact, he plans for her running off to bust her brothers. almost always. he’s just 100% okay with it and content to bring thier date along on her busting plans.
just the can do spirit that Phineas and Ferb have. almost nothing ever stops them. and like… they obviously put a lot of thought into how things work but like they just wanna have fun
the giant floating baby head
Vanessa and everything about her
actually, the friendship between Vanessa and Candace that we watch as they meet and it ends up growing until eventually they are actually friends who hang out even tough they are drastically different people from drastically different friend groups with so many different interests
that they have an episode entirely devoted to aglets. I fucking love aglets man.
the fact that Phineas and Ferb meet aliens and immediately make friends with them. because that’s just who they are
that Lawrence 100% knows that the boys do all this crazy shit every day and has absolutely no objects and literally never says anything despite the fact that he could easily tell his wife that Candace is right
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