today at school a boy named miguel jumped up on the lunch table
ripped his shirt off (his chest said “be mine”)
and started playing ‘careless whisper’ on the saxophone that he pulled basically out of thin air
like you can think i’m lying, i would, but
are those backup dancers behind him?
Well he was being clear that he likes you.
THIS IS THE BEST THING TO EXIST.
OH MY GOD
SCREAMS AND DIES
DOES A BACKFLIP
FUCK YOU if you think that street harassment is a “compliment” or “no big deal” or that it’s “irrational” of us to be afraid because “what’s actually gonna happen.” Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you some more.
This is terrorism.
Totoro snow sculpture at the Asahikawa Winter Festival, Hokkaido (via)