ambient thoughts on the reactionary war against morally neutral and healthy DESIRE, lately seeing a lot of pyramid of virtuous forms of engagement with pro sportsmen that’s like: platonic ideal of objective/preferably “I don’t even like men”subjectivity/ purely rpf on top, and cringe shameful basic attraction on the bottom, and as an rpf elder from 20th century who would criminalize y/n if I could, I wanna say to the youth it’s OKAY if you find them hot, thoughts are not crimes just don’t stalk nobody, ten years ago when the footballers I watched were my age I could deffo multitask rpfing and zooming into the flex of a quad mid-free kick, over time the younger ones start to seem like newborn foals that don’t register as any different from decorative furniture but like it’s still thrilling when the Feeling hits you, like the time I went to a caps practice last preseason and watched all the players on the margins to see who might make the line up and it was cool and fun and then half hour into it ovi stepped onto the ice and my entire brain scrambled from his generational rizz and had to LEAVE the building to compose myself and that’s also a wonderful life force that adds color and jouissance to life and no need to deny yourself that opportunity to flex formation/evolution of attraction muscles to be the Cool Girl (gender neutral)..
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theartofmadeline
turnnoffyourmind
titsay
stormborns
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