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"Lonliness epidemic" they say, but they're not even willing to reach out or say hello at random or seem too attached or seem to nosy or ask "the wrong question" or move things "too fast" or risk any rejection or say sorry and move on or respond more meaningfully than "cool" and "oh?" or be the first to speak up or state any interest or risk any intimacy or speak outside their favored interest for a second or learn something new or meet someone older or meet someone younger or even just send a meme now and again

well if weird gay women dont like something whats the point

i am at my clits end

Maybe this is too optimistic of me but I think very rarely does a situation wherein someone optimistically invites everyone to their birthday party and nobody shows up, happen in real life. I often think what happens is that most people socially crippled in some way, shape, or form, just don't tell anyone it's their birthday. and they don't invite anyone because they don't expect anyone to come. and they hope mildly in this fantastical passive way that even though they did nothing to make anyone aware or encourage reciprocity, that someone will come, but nobody does because nobody knows. and then they go to sleep and it's the next day and they just have to live it. And I think that's honestly way sadder, so it's easier to just say some damn IDIOT handed out FLYERS for their PARTY and made a damn ASS of themselves but it's STILL VERY SAD because they made an EFFORT. psychologically speaking. but I would say most of us are just fucked but unwilling to admit it, because to allude to this is to allude to an approximate knowledge of it, so we choose instead to accept this language in a storyline as a direct parallel to something that might occur in real life. But it is a bit naive to expect this event is a one-to-one of things that do actually happen. Which is why if it ever did happen in real life, it would be safe to become "the joker" over it. But not many people actually do become the joker. They just love the idea of something like this happening to them. Because it would give them permission to finally become the joker. But most of us can't become the joker because we don't actually invite everyone to our party and nobody comes. We don't even vividly hallucinate we invited everyone to our party so that we can get mad later that nobody comes. We just sort of don't do it. Consciously. And that means we can't become the joker. Anyway I would recommend at least trying to invite everyone to your party first, and then seeing if nobody comes, so you can become the joker later if nobody comes. And if somebody comes then problem fucking solved my maaaan. Problem solved. Fucking A

adult backpack wearers of the world unite

"transitioning would save her" actually transitioning would make her a girl whos still doomed

The other day my wife told me about this influencer who said she needed to go on ozempic so she could go from 130 lbs down to 115 and I really cannot stress the degree to which we have so COMPLETELY lost the plot with this glp1 shit. Like not only are people are going on this shit for purely cosmetic purposes, the cosmetic purposes are delusional. This is the kind of mindset that gives people eating disorders but now because you can get a prescription instead of having to starve yourself or enduce vomiting a big swath of the general public seems eager to go along with it. Body Positivity did not go fucking far enough because I am being so real when I say that fatphobia is more of a public health crisis than obesity has ever been

can the world cup just end already

I feel like we really lost something when we started looking at writing as a reader-centric product meant to appeal to the desires of a specific audience rather than a writer-centric approach of someone writes whatever particular thing particular compels them/whatever weird thing the demons in their head want to talk about, and people out there who are also compelled, and/or relate, find that writing. A lot of discussions of writing really center around what readers want rather than a writer's exploration. Sometimes as a reader I don't know what I want. I click on a fic or pick up a book I'm not sure about but that looks interesting, and I love it. Reading what I expect to get is it's own joy, but we always need to expand our horizons and not get mad at creators for not always writing what we want/expect.

Tumblr should never have given us polls. Everyday I have to see years-old polls cross my dash proudly proclaiming past-me's vote which I now disagree with. Let me change my vote!! I have rethought which Tetris piece is the sexiest.

many women are excited to get old and weird, but i have great news that it's fully possible to become weird now, before you get old. just imagine the heights of weirdness you will be able to reach in fifty years if you get started now. that's what I think

"he would not fucking say that" but about injuries. he would not fucking recover that quickly. those scars would not fucking heal like that. he would not be fucking able bodied after that. he would not be fully lucid after that.

Nothing good.

[seeing a cis woman upset after a cis man called her a hysterical bitch] omg why are cis people always infighting?? gender norms oppress all of them, they should be fighting together :3 cis women need to stop making such a fuss and be kind to their brothers

"Why are they fighting when they could be kissing instead!"