I love how she almost drops it until she smells it and that flashbulb memory hits.

“Real isn’t how you are made,” said the Skin Horse. “It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real … Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”

Margery Williams, The Velveteen Rabbit


when you see someone you hate hanging out with your friend


I lost a really good friend to a bossy, poop-faced, misogynistic jerk ;A;

What hurts more is that my sweet friend is now starting to talk about bullshit like women need to stop whining about limited access to birth control because “omg, they already have, like, 14 types already”. 

I guess there is really nothing I can do if he prefers to hang out with someone to constantly calling him her bitch in public. *sign*