Okay the laundry service album by shakira is fucking wonderful and if you don’t agree you’re fucking wrong.
I’m so in awe of my university’s dean of humanities and arts. She’s this super funky foreign feminist typhoon. I feel like I turn into a blabbering idiot whenever I talk to her.
Internally I’m just like “POUR YOUR BRAIN IN MINE. IMPREGNATE ME WITH YOUR THOUGHTS, WOMAN.”
Thankfully I do not say this out loud.