(Source: makeanewstart, via heytinafey)
W-wait… there’s gonna be another panty raid?
I missed the first one…
Dear Once-ler
I always hated your book, the Lorax. I hated it because it depressed me. Not only because all of the trees were dead for capitalism, but really it was because you didn’t have a face, so it made it easier to call you the bad guy. And when we are young and impressionable, our parents teach us that you ARE the bad guy, but when I was six years old I realised that my parents were preaching what they were taught. I gave you a face in my mind, and a personality, and I’m not going to lie, I fell in love with you. I just couldn’t tell anyone about who you really are because they would say I was wrong but I knew I wasn’t! You were just confused. You didn’t understand that you were wrong, and no one would forgive you. I’m glad this movie gave you a sweet lovely face, just the way I always pictured you. Now they see you, darling, and you can finally be free of your villainous bonds. L’amore e pensieri, angelo
Remember that one thing that you were madly in love with before everyone else?
It’s annoying isn’t it?
Because you don’t want to be like “I was in love with that/him/her before anyone else even knew it/he/she existed!” but you don’t want to sound like you’re trying to be cooler than everyone else, so you just silently brood about how now you have to love it in secret because they just CAN’T POSSIBLY UNDERSTAND.
Welcome to the wonderfully disheartening life of HannaH Jo.
Seductive corn.
Who would have guessed that corn could be so seductive?
