ok but what if like. werewolves transform under the full moon but theres just this one and by day hes a big tough guy and then when he transforms hes a tiny dog. just fucking. just fucking turns into the tiniest, fluffiest dog
the only domestic instinct my parents have managed to pass on to me is the tendency to hoard multiple plastic bags in another plastic bag despite the fact that I will probably never need this many plastic bags in my adult life
"What would your 7 year old self say if she saw you politely refusing your favorite flavor of ice cream. (Mint chocolate chip goes best with warm summer nights)
What would she think if she knew you drank coffee black. (You use to tell your mom it tasted like gasoline)
Skipped breakfast. (Your dad made pancakes every Sunday morning)
Ran until your lungs couldn’t take in oxygen fast enough. (No one is chasing you anymore)
Counting every calorie. (You never liked math)
What would she say if she saw you hating yourself ."
"When my mother was pregnant with her second child, I was 4. I pointed at her swollen belly confused at how my mother had gotten so big in such little time. My father scooped me in his tree trunk arms and said, the closest thing to God on this earth is a woman’s body. It’s where life comes from…and to have a grown man tell me something so powerful at such a young age changed me to see that the entire universe rested at my mother’s feet."
the notebook problem: you see a notebook. you want to buy the notebook. but you know you have like TEN OTHER NOTEBOOKS. most which are STILL EMPTY. you don’t need to notebook. you’re probably not gonna use the notebook anyway. what’s the point? DONT BUY THE NOTEBOOK. you buy the notebook.