secret gardens, lunar valleys

fucking around for three days and then making a herculean effort on day four that restores your average progress to what a moderately inept person would have achieved with consistent effort, that’s what it’s all about.

Normal groceries like milk or bread or whatever running out is whatever. Just anotha day. But when stuff like salt or cooking oil or rice runs out it feels like You’re supposed to be here for me and you’re leaving. You’re just like everyone else

dude i think i might be The Other

This site is also full of people who wish they were bullies in high school and are trying to fulfill that fantasy in their twenties

#and thirties and forties sometimes

hiii does anyone wanna love me and get to know me deeply and intimately. on a personal level

if I just had the presence of mind and the wherewithal and the chutzpah and the bandwidth and the executive function and the energy and the mental resources and the spoons and the right attitude and the capacity and the gumption and th

i think when we used to point out that a story didn't need a sex scene what we meant was "this story reduces its women to mere sex objects and gives them no interiority so the sex scenes are gratuitous and geared towards the male gaze" it wasn't the sex that bothered us per se it was the objectification of female characters while givig them little to no consequence to the overall story but nowadays people mean "sex is icky and gross and has no merit to ever be portrayed in our arts which should be good and pure and never ever make ME feel discomfort" and it's like. i bet a bowl of unfrosted flakes looks real good to you rn

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