and now i know how joan of arc felt

*looking in the mirror* You are not morrissey. You are a friendly, charming, driven young woman. Not morrissey. Do not think, "I am morrissey"

the thing is that sometimes it really does feel like someone took a knife baby edgy and dull and cut a six inch valley through the middle of my skull. it does feel like that you know. no other way to describe that feeling i think

everything is changing and maybe that’s okay

as you get older you realise that anything that helps you stop feeling stuck is welcome even if it hurts at first

don';t ever explore your emotions through fiction this shit is scary

we need to have a conversation about how the "everyone is 12" theory of politics now doesn't only apply to conservative men who want to kick the bad guys' asses and then go home and eat a steak their bangmommy made just for them (NO VEGGIES!!!) but also to adult women who are literally afraid of other people having sex and being sexy. it's like there's been this massive regression among women in their 20s where we've gotten rid of feminism and replaced it with a new form of purity politics that requires never saying anything bad about another women unless you find a new and creative way to call her a whore. the misuse of "she caters to the male gaze" as a new form of enlightened slut shaming, labeling any woman who wears a short skirt or has sex with a man as "not a girls' girl" and "a pick me," the intense overreaction to celebrity affairs or even just shit like the summer house mess where a woman is now dating another woman's ex even though there was no overlap and the "relationship" was just kind of a situationship that fizzled but now these little girls are online demanding both people involved in the new relationship lose their jobs and not get any brand deals, the panic over mildly sexual content in literally any capacity like ads or an instagram post in a crop top, the compulsion to link everything back to the epstein files, the monthly meltdown over sex scenes on tv and in movies. everyone is 12 and AFRAID of sabrina carpenter.

non-rpfers really dont get that the point of it all is the blurred lines between performance and reality—that everything in media is mediated and that no matter how much we can try to search, read, learn about somebody, we can't ever distinguish the whole 'truth' because of the unreliable nature of what's given to us. and the fun of it all is not just the searching but also the dissecting how culture has interacted with these people esp in regards to queerness... how their beliefs of not just being gay or trans affect how they act

rpf is literally fun

am i even mentally ill or am i just living in some kind of infinite torture chamber that would make anyone like this

ngl if you're doing the whole Blogging thing right you shouldn't need to put your disorders in your bio bc your followers will just figure it out on their own. it's kind of a "show don't tell" type of thing