**mature content warning ** I am Lisette. I love bubble baths and the sunrise from my roof. I am hopelessly addicted to music. 1984 and Brave New World changed my life, as did Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas and Fight Club. I am not what I seem to be. I am more than a face, a body or a picture. This blog is a collection of things that speak to me, you can make your own interpretation.
You know most people think of the word weasel as a bad term, but have you ever looked at an actual weasel? Like, a real one?
it’s so cute!
Oh god I just can’t-
And let’s not forget that the average weasel is also roughly the size of a banana. Because it clearly wasn’t adorable enough already
The Stanford prison experiment had to be stopped after 6 days instead of 14 because the participants (and experimenter) started to become cruel.
I’m sick of magical worlds with no technology. I want fairy run coffee shops where you can get a latte with a shot of charisma, because you’ve got a big presentation you’re worried about, or witches working at Apple selling phones that automatically appear in your pocket if you accidentally leave it somewhere, or psychics running hair salons who always know how you want your hair to look, or aura reader therapists. I just really want normalized magic in modern society