"Coming out of the closet" is a cruel concept that perpetuates the idea that gays are somehow different. The only difference between me and my straight brother is that he like girls, I like guys. Why is one objectively to be considered "normal"? I'll agree to "coming out" when my older brother has sat down with my mum and dad and told them calmly and collectedly that he likes to bang girls in their snatches --- thus making "coming out" normal. amirite?
Sometimes out of the blue when you're looking at your sexy self in the mirror while washing your hands or something you'll start doing weird like smiling creepily or waggling your eyebrows, and then stop suddenly when you realize that stuff like that is probably why you have no friends, amirite?
It's stupid how there's a minimum voting age, like when you turn 18 you develop a vast understanding of political issues. Rather than a minimum age there should be a test you have to take at least once, to prove that you really understand what you're going to be voting on and that you're not voting for the wrong reasons, amirite?
It was kind of weird how the kids in A Series of Unfortunate Events each had their own particular hobby, and weren't interested in anything else. They were probably kind of annoying to be around. "Violet, can you take out the garbage?" "Would you like me to INVENT a device that can take out the garbage? I'm an inventor!" "Just take out the goddamn garbage, Violet." Amirite?
I think you could fall in love with anyone if you saw the parts of them no one else gets to see. Like if you followed them around invisibly for a day and saw them crying in their bed at night or singing in the shower or humming quietly to themselves as they make a sandwich or even just walking along the street. And even if they were really weird and had no friends at school, I think, after seeing them at their most vulnerable, you wouldn’t be able to help falling in love with them. Amirite?