Y'all really gotta stop throwing ya boyfriend’s video game systems in pools and cuttin up they shoes and lighting they clothes on fire just because you mad or you want his attention bc if he responded by throwing them $100 eyeshadow palettes in the pool or cuttin up a brand new lace wig you gon be pissed as hell, as you should be. It’s not cute, it’s abusive. And you need to fuckin stop
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“For Just One Day Let’s Only Think About (Love)”, from “Reunited”! Lyrics below:
[Steven]: Mom was a Diamond who invaded Earth, saw it’s beauty, and it’s worth Mom made an army and she fought herself Did that even end up mattering when she faked her own shattering? Mom lived in hiding, by the name of Rose with the friends she made, and the form she chose Now, all that’s left of her exists in me, and I think that we can all agree that is a little bit upsetting I’d rather think about…a wedding!
Let’s think about cake! Let’s think about flowers! Let’s think about dressing up and dancing around for hours! There’s an awful lot of awful things we could be thinking of, but for just one day, let’s only think about love!
[Ruby]: Okay Sapphire! I gotta get dressed up for my big day now, so no peeking! And no future vision either!
[Sapphire]: *laughs* Okay!
[Pearl]: Oh Steven, I just wish I could’ve said something sooner about Rose, and Pink.
[Steven (Pearl)]: We could think about lies that we told in the past, we could think about hurt feelings and how long they can last (??? move on) We could think about hope, (Hope?) you know I’ve been hopin’ (About what?) that everything’s better now that everything’s out in the open! […] Bismuth, is that what you’re wearing to the wedding?
[Bismuth]: It’s the nicest thing I own.
[Steven]: Lookin’ sharp! […] We could think about flowers, we could think about cake! We could think about wonderful promises we have the power to make! There’s an awful lot of awful things we could be thinking of, but for just one day, let’s only think about love!
[Amethyst]: Maybe I shouldn’t have picked up roses, might be a little…controversial.
[Steven]: We could all rethink how we feel about Rose when it comes to Pink and the things that she did and the past, I suppose Or we could both feel better! and we could think about how! and we could think about us, or, we could think about now!
[Amethyst]: ??? we’re gonna need something else
[Steven]: No worries, Peridot’s gathering more flowers right now! I’ll go get ‘em! *humming* but for just one day let’s only think about- […] Peridot?
[Peridot]: What if Lapis was right? Sooner or later the Diamonds are gonna come for the Cluster. We’re all gonna die here.
[Steven]: We could think about war, we could think about fighting, we could think about long-lost friends we wish we were inviting We could think about the broken gems in the Cluster at the planet’s core, or we could think about the bubble we made so that they can’t be hurt so that they can’t be hurt anymore! We could think about joy! We could think about pain! We could think about sunshine! We could think about rain! There’s an awful lot of awful things we could be thinking of, but for just one day, let’s only think about- [All besides Steven]: Just one day, let’s only think about! [All]: Just one day, let’s only think about [Steven]: Love
Loves this song
I make music under the moniker mangokitty and this is our newest song, Humility! Enjoy. =owo=
Crazy nights with strange folks Holed up in a house Where I don’t know Anyone but you
Stumblin bout across the room
One for the brave Two for the sane Three for my ego Four for the blame These foolish thoughts that guide me home And lead me back to you Courage to give Your love its true due
Standing in the bathroom Bleary-eyed awake Is this all a mistake But you call to me so tenderly
Poison runs hot through my veins Against the frigid air The searing pain in my brain Reminds me that you’re here
Archery is just dabbing before you murder somebody
I miss him
sam explaining to dr strange that he HAS to open the portal on steve’s left so he can make a joke:
dr strange:
what kind of META-ass shit is this?😂
Words by a true poet
best sleeping conditions: freezing fucking cold room but layers and layers of blankets
Peter: *stealing food from the compound’s kitchen at night*
Peter: sneaky man, sneaky man. sneaks right past the irondad. get some bread, put on some ham. top it off with extra bread. look out,,,, there goes a sneaky man
Tony, watching this whole thing go down: *calling eleven therapists* peter what the fuck even are you doing. it’s 3pm and you have sunglasses on are you OKAY