has books, will travel

that video of that dude in some video game who aggros a buncha tall white figures and then runs into a maze while fearfully singing california girls is so fucking good. i love it

I love characters who would die for each other but will not, under any circumstances, communicate a single honest feeling.

tbh i love hear me outs but i also love the opposite of hear me outs where it’s like nearly everyone thinks they’re fuckable except you

happy pride to losers who get no bitches and stack no paper

i’m always saying that everyone understands why the full moon deal was fucked except blitzø because. well first of all because it’s true. but secondly and more importantly, i find it really interesting to play in the space of like. how do you even create a framework for exploitation when you grew up like he did. his survival has always been positioned as conditional to his compliance and his willingness to exchange a certain performance of himself for material needs. yeah, of course it’s transactional. so what? everything is. so the attempt to remove the coercive element of their relationship becomes not only a threat to what he views as stable and comfortable (if it’s just an obligation, you never have to admit you want it, consent is too vulnerable for him, yadayadaya) but what he views as foundational to relationships in general. what does “staying” even look like if he’s not doing anything to earn it? blitzø doesn’t know! he’s never seen that before!

The best way I can describe to an allo person how you feel about sex as a topic as a sex-repulsed or averse asexual is that it feels like a hype that never ends. As though Despicable Me came out and everyone around you was sending minion facebook memes to each other for years to come. The stores are full of minion themed products; they're in ads and your friends talk about them all the time. And deep in your heart you're like "I'm glad that they're able to enjoy something I personally don't like and am not interested in :3". But there is always this little voice in the back of your head that's like "If I have to see ONE MORE of these little yellow FUCKERS today then God help us all." You make an active choice to communicate only the former.

don’t ask chatgpt I can lie to you for free

btw it's so fucking stupid you can be anxious physically in your body even after you've decided mentally you don't care. I'm supposed to be in charge here