Those links for all asking
Deadly history of women using perfume as poison
-Girlhood, medusa and female rage
-The allure of gothic horror
-Essays and thoughts on girls in horror
-Why girls get hungry in horror
-Mothers and witches
-Women in horror
-The female poisoner
-female werewolves
-Monstrous women - Catherine Lundoff
-Female cannibals and consumptive horror
-Horror films directed by women
-Women, killer plants and annihilation
-Female identity within the gothic genre
-Women in horror - the vvitch
-the vvitch, female sexuality in horror
-Angela Carter - The beast is female sexuality
-Body horror/monster reading list
-Consumptive horror
Trying to explain yourself to lower vibrational people and getting absolutely nowhere is something everyone on the ascension path eventually experiences. Release it. They can’t hear your words, the frequency gap is to large and that’s ok. Save your energy for those in alignment.
The other day I went to McDonald’s with my family and the guy who took my order was really loud and was basically like “HAPPY HOLIDAYS WHAT CAN I GET YOU” and I was like wow I can’t let this guy outmatch me so I yelled “I’LL TAKE A HAPPY MEAL WITH THE NUG NUGS IF I MAY” you know, like a natural well-adjusted epitome of adulthood 19 year old and he was like “CERTAINLY WOULD YOU LIKE THE MIGHTY KIDS MEAL INSTEAD WITH EXTRA FRIES” and I was so sleep deprived I essentially blacked out and apparently leaned over the counter like I was robbing the place, raised my eyebrow like a suave robin hood and said “HECK YES I WOULD GOOD SIR” and then I sat down and he yelled from across the store “WOULD YOU LIKE THE PURPLE OR BLUE SPIDER-MAN” and since purple is the more superior color that’s how I answered and long story short my parents think college changed me and that I’m now the poster child for being social and I’ve only been asked once why I’m not in a relationship yet but I know it’s gonna be brought up again and how do i tell my parents it’s because whenever I eat in the dining hall I spend the entire time playing bumper cars with the wheeley chairs and all I eat is pixie sticks and the last time I was in the library (where I’m supposed to work next semester, deAr GoD) I ripped my leggings in the bathroom pulling up my pants and I walked the entire 20 mins back to my dorm with my neon underwear peeking out from the holes like a 17th century harlot with a cocaine addiction and I’ve essentially been living off jars of peanut butter and the soundtrack to the bee movie for the past year
there’s more information in this post than there was in the library of alexandria
i found the video
Are you shitting me?
this is what i like to see
old memes die hard
ok but she gettin it