I tend to reblog/post about 50 percent social issues, 50 percent media crap (of which currently is like, 90 percent Transformers thank you Sam, you dick), with like a floating percentage of stupid life crap. Enjoy!
I am a major asshole, not gonna lie, but don't let that deter you from saying Allo; I promise, I can play nice. Truth!
Conversely, I am also ridiculously bad at responding to nice things said about my writing; my flatmates can confirm that I usually run around the flat squealing and flapping my hands. I'm sorry I'm so bad at human communication.
One of my favorite things about Kina Grannis is the fact that she doesn’t change pronouns in her covers. It’s nice when artists don’t insist on being immersed in heteronormativity, but on a song like this it’s especially great because it adds a different level to the song’s meaning.
Because yeah, it can be nice to hear someone choose to be with the person they love regardless of what a family says, but it’s more significant when the song is framed as loving regardless of what family and society says.