hoes before bros

sometimes I see a boy and remember how gay I am

the only truly unifying post between wlw and mlm

you ever hoist a big laundry basket on your hip and feel like the great tragedy of your life is that you weren’t born a hearty peasant girl in medieval england who’d die at 22 from an abscessed tooth

imo the fact that people apparently relate to this points to some kind of weird cell memory of centuries of female labour that’s activated by extended pressure against the hipbone. im becoming an evolutionary psychologist it was wonderful knowing you all

honestly i dont even play an active role in my life shit just happens and im like oh is this what we’re doing now ok

suit yourself humanity