Seriously, if you’re any kind of Queen fan go see this right now. If you thought BoRhap was cool, go swim in the energy, charisma, and pure slutty rock pheromones of the real thing.
And by slutty rock pheromones I don’t just mean Freddie. All four of them are serving absolute c***.
I buy that Alistor is on Liliths leash. How he got there, no idea, but I'd believe the real reosen he's hanging around Charlie is under orders considering how vaugh he's been about his motivation.
BUT. What I don't buy is Lilith being the big villen. I've seen a lot of people theorise that she's been missing because she's screwing around with heaven or she left because she saw Lucifer as weak or something, but I'm sorry. I just don't see it. Like.
This Lilith???
Your gonna argue THIS woman just up and left her family??? No. Just- no. I don't believe it for a second.
So where IS Lilith, then? If she's not the big bad, pulling strings from behind the sceans, then where is hells queen? Well, this is where I get into speculation territory:
it’s so funny in band class when a few of us are just hanging out- and there’s 2 other kids that go to the same church as me let’s call them church friend 1 & 2 bcz yes 💀💀
so we’ll all just be chatting with other people and someone swears or smth and I go
“HEY! language!”
and church friend 1 or 2 goes “YEAH we’re MORMON”
and another guy goes “oh yeah that’s right guys you can’t swear around them 😔”
and everytime theres always a few people who didn’t know we were members so they look confused and we just kinda holler at them and berate everyone for swearing because it’s funny 💀💀💀
(this is all in good fun btw no one’s making fun of anyones religion! it’s honestly hilarious asf 😂)
it’s gotten to the point that the people I talk to more (I suppose people would call them friends 🤨) will swear, look up at me nervously, and replace it with “shoot” or “crap” and it’s PRICELESS. then we all laugh or smth 😃
My best advice to sick and disabled kids, as someone whose been sick to the point of disabilty since I was four, is to pick up a creative hobby. Learn to draw, take up knitting, learn the guitar if you're strong enough to hold one and take up ukulele if you're not. Do something that will stimulate your brain and give you the satisfaction of creation, as well as distraction.
My parents' idea of occupying my time thru appointments and infusions and hospitalizations and sick days was just piling me with books and video games. Which is fine! Great escapism, fun to do, saves you from boredom. But sometimes you don't need to escape, sometimes you need to create, and not knowing how or where to start fills you with a feeling of frustration and helplessness. Reading gave me a fantastic imagination and I created worlds in my head that I had no way of getting out to share or saving for posterity.
My parents had hobbies of their own. Mom's a fiber artist and dad's a musician, and I asked them repeatedly over my childhood to teach me what they were doing but they always waffled on it and never did. Hell I didn't even learn how to cook until I was eighteen. So I was left with books and video games and no sense of satisfaction in my ability to do anything.
I took up art in my mid twenties, mostly by watching YouTube tutorials or checking out how to draw books from the library. They say the best time to start is yesterday, but the second best time is to start is today. I don't create art every day. I have more pain and exhaustion days than I do creative days. But when I can create it feels empowering, and power is something I don't have as a disabled person.
And I'm not saying take up a creative hobby so you have something to sell to fall back financially when you're too sick to work (obvs if you want to you can, but that's not the point of this advice). Paint pictures just to hang up in your bedroom. Crochet clothes for your dog. Write songs with lyrics that only make sense to you. And if no one is willing to teach you these skills, seek out resources and basically teach yourself.
I don't know how to end this post, but I am begging every sick kid (and sick adults too, for that matter) to not just wait for your life to end, distracting yourself solely with passive hobbies like books and games that have been scripted out to have pre-determined endings decided for you. Find an outlet you can do to create, for your own sense of satisfaction if nothing else.