irl crushes: He’s cute, but I don’t know how serious he is about intersectional feminism and combating US imperialism, let alone our personality mismatch
fictional crushes: He’s killed 2,000 civilians and he can kill me next for all I care
marriage seems so risky like what if you get married & you’re in the car afterwards heading to your honeymoon & you go to put on some music for the background & the person you just swore to spend the rest of your life with comes out with, ‘oh, I don’t really care for the Prince of Egypt soundtrack, can you play something else?’ how do you live with that
Madame Valerius: You know, you’re never going to get a husband by being sarcastic.
Christine Daaè: Alright, no husband.
What I thought fanfiction was: Obsessive teenage fans writing about their fantasies.
What I’ve come to realise it is: Grown-ass women writing porn for each other.
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