like a year ago I saw a trailer for Some Fucking Romcom where I thought for the first thirty seconds the plot was “bride asks her gay brother and his boyfriend to get heterosexual dates for her wedding”
turns out the plot actually was “bride asks her two Commitmentphobic ™ brothers to get dates for her wedding” which, lame
I like my idea, where two gay dudes and two lesbians have to pretend to be straight for an entire weekend
“I can definitely pretend to be straight,” Lesbian One says, “I successfully pretended to be a straight man for twenty years.”
“No,” her girlfriend Lesbian Two says, “no you definitely didn’t.”
Lesbian Two, who is butch, discovers an eyelash curler. “What is this, a torture device?”
Gay Guy One hooks up with the DJ, the wedding planner, three caterers and the best man. Shenanigans happen as he narrowly avoids getting caught by the bride.
Gay Guy Two, of course, finds himself falling hopelessly in love with the groom.
At the climax of the movie Gay Guy One falls out of the closet where he’s making out with his latest conquest, the florist. The bride screams, eyeliner smearing from tears, about how he’s RUINING HER WEDDING and she didn’t choose to have a brother who was QUEER and why didn’t he ever think about HER and why couldn’t he just pretend to be NORMAL for her SPECIAL DAY–
the groom is like “honey, I’m bi”
the bride says “no, you’re not! you’re marrying me! you’re straight now!”
and then the wedding is called off and Gay Guy Two and the groom live happily ever after. the after-credits scene is Lesbian Two suspiciously poking her eyelids with an eyelash curler
como se dice….. oof
There is something to be said about how victims of abuse identify with Jason Todd.
Queer kids, most often specifically trans people, victims of violence and sexual abuse, domestic abuse and manipulation. Victims of sects and religious fanatisicm.
I think we find comfort in Jason because we find solidarity. We too know what it's like to suffer. And then have people turn around and tell your story like you didn't. Tell your story like it was your own making. Or inevitable.
To me, Jason will always be a patron saint of silenced victims. A voice that has been cut off by bloody murder and came back screaming. And then a righteous rage surpressed and distorted by the author.
How easy to see how that experience reflects our own pain.
So I was taught a lesson in how to get rid of a migraine in 30 seconds and omfg listen my migraines don’t go away ever but I was shown what part of my body to touch and like???????????????
It’s witchcraft????????? Like I would be burned at the stake if I lived in ye olde days knowing that information?????
What the fuck??????
Iconic.
The fact that nobody is talking about Secret’s new commercials pisses me off
A dating service where matching is based on people’s search history exists. You’re a serial killer. You go on a date with a writer.
Like what’s it gonna be today? Complete starvation or 3000 calories? I know as much as you, bitch ;)