Becoming Real Again

marriage is insane. people will really be like "if you really love me youll sign this legal document binding our finances together"

to be clear im not saying never get married, im saying marriage is a crass, practical legal procedure and should be done for crass, practical legal reasons. and never marry a man who won't do dishes.

i fear tumblr has this issue where they think being queer or neurodivergent cancels out being racist

Living in the suburbs is just a combination of all the bad parts of rural and urban life with none of the good parts. Your house is a million miles away from every convenience and all of your friends and yet you're still surrounded by crowds of assholes, still subject to arbitrary and incomprehensible rules, still can't listen to loud music at night, and there's not even vast wastes to get lost in or beasts to look at

it's okay to draw for glory. don't let anyone convince you that art has to be a hobby. you don't have to rest or take breaks. if you feel yourself hitting a wall feel free to lose sleep over the process. you can forgo friendship if you need to. it's completely fine to want to want your art to win you immortality through your influence and canonization as a master. you don't have to take it easy

the tags on this are really funny bc half of them are like "read 6 this year I'm queen fuck of bitch mountain I am CRUSHING this" and the other half are like "I'm only on 47 :(. im in such a slump". I love u all

"Women are warm and nurturing and they have powerful intuitions!" is benevolent sexism. Benevolent sexism upholds misogyny by praising women for things women are "supposed" to be good at and romanticizing roles women are "supposed" to play under a patriarchal system.

Sexualise quark now

in my head charlie kirk and ben shapiro are/were kind of the same person so whenever i see ben shapiro now im like holy fuck he’s back from the dead

let’s say, hypothetically, i was brought back through some necromantic processes. okay, let’s even say i was merged together into one super-being with my colleague. right, so in this scenario, i am undead, which one could argue means “alive”. counting or not counting illicit duels [the horrid amalgam is shot in both necks simultaneously, saving us all]