Who don’t think my baby cousin is an actual person.
Like that’s fucking creepy. People who are really really nice to me don’t think people who are my friends and/or my family members are people. Like if they were just straight up mean that wouldn’t be as horrible somehow, there’s something so creepy about people who are really nice and really friendly to you, but then turn out to regard other people’s lives as being worth about as much as an ant’s.
Thoughts From The Peacock Angel 