You want a mish mash, a hodge podge, basically a random assortment of things?
Then welcome to my my blog.
So anyway... on this blog you can find:
Sex probably, Disney shit, DIY stuff, Fairytales, Crochet ideas, Supernatural (Particularly Destiel), Definitely sex (the bondage kind usually... just... accept it), Body empowerment, Teen Wolf (Sterek... goddddamnnnn), Sherlock (Johnlock obvs), Harry Potter, My Little Pony, Art... things, Stuff that inspires my writing but probably won't inspire yours, Doctor Who, Once Upon A Time, Community, Basically just think up a fandom and I'm probably either in or about to be in it...
Give me your love (or souls... you know... whichever).
So, yes, for the fucking love of God, movies matter. TV shows matter. Novels matter. They shape the lens through which you see the world. The very fact that you don’t think they matter, that even right now you’re still resisting the idea, is what makes all of this so dangerous to you — you watch movies so you can turn off your brain and let your guard down. But while your guard is down, you’re letting them jack directly into that part of your brain that creates your mythology. If you think about it, it’s an awesome responsibility on the part of the storyteller. And you’re comfortable handing that responsibility over to Michael Bay.
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