imagine having the worst day but still buying candy to hand out to trick or treaters and they show up dressed like your husband who you’re no longer speaking to, your dead daughter, and the devil.
Pretending to be so woke that you circle back to being insanely misogynistic by implying the (fully-clothed) torso and chest of a toy is inherently sexual because the toy is a doll of a woman.
the day we stop comparing media that have nothing in common with each other except for the fact that they're gay is the day I will finally feel true peace