The Blog At The End Of The Universe

sometimes being a hater will make you feel like you're an intellectual and probably a secret genius because of how much other people around you are visibly not being a hater about the exact same things. maybe even later your haterism becomes justified and the tide of culture and conception shifts and you think see? see? I continuously outscale my peers in the brains department. but you have to understand that being a hater is often a deliriant. it makes you feel smart on occasion in the same way huffing glue may make you think you're god. there's a fine balance here we must all take into account

the thing about "no one is talking about this!" posts is that at best they are weird guilt trips trying to make you feel personally responsible for the fact that you haven't heard about one specific thing happening that no one has mentioned to you. at worst they are just wrong because the op turns out to have no idea what people are talking about because they've never listened to another person in their life. either way I am not reblogging that

my approach to transness is just "you can do whatever you want forever" like genuinely who gives a fuck if you don't go on HRT or don't care about passing or don't use common pronouns or whatever the fuck. like at their core every anti-trans argument is about denying bodily autonomy and forcing adherence to cishet perisex norms, so all of these constant, cyclical arguments about how "[xyz group of nonnormative trans people] makes all of us look bad and that's why we don't have rights" are just stupid as fuck. there's no type of trans person that's palatable to a transphobe. the reason you don't have rights is because cis people don't think any of us deserve bodily autonomy and it's a waste of time and energy to pretend otherwise

also sorry i’m so tired of people acting like they can have nothing in common with someone a few years older or younger than them. have you never had coworkers who aren’t your exact age. have you never taken an art class with someone thirty years older than you. have you never had a friend. like did covid fry everyone’s brains this badly

people make arbitrary divisions between types of gay people. party gays. steven universe gays. corporate gays. activist gays. but in actuality the borders between worlds are thin and may be traversed with ease. monday you can do poppers in a stranger's apartment, tuesday volunteer with a mutual aid group, wednesday spiral over your ex's hazbin hotel fanfiction, thursday write an essay about how your intersecting identities will make you an asset to the pharmacy profession

You’re not depressed. You just need $250,000 in your bank account.

''what if you regret it'' then you will expirience regret - a normal and unavoidable part of the human expirience.

the more you twist yourself into a pretzel to avoid regret the harder it will hit when it eventually catches up to you.

THIS IS LITERALLY YOUR ENTIRE JOB, KID. GET ON THAT