I am Maryellen. I love plants. And historical fashion. And Tom Hiddleston. And lots of other things. Take a look.
I have the power to make people mad just by existing.
All I have to do is—be. Occupy this body. Do everyday me things. Somewhere, someone’s mad. And not just because I claim happiness and bodily autonomy and tell gross men to beat it. They’re mad that I am.
I am god and it is so easy.
i want to achieve “she’s adorable and i will protect her at all costs but also i am slightly frightened by her power”