100% Trash

the eyes of someone who just vomited carry a vulnerable acceptance to grief only known in portraits of saints

the other day I said "you're studying abroad??? what's her name??" and felt all the moisture in the room get violently sucked out of the air

I love having friends who reject diet culture. I love going out when everyone buys food and drinks that they enjoy. I love people who will pipe up and suggest we stop for a snack or grab a meal. I love ordering what I want and no one making comments other than how good it looks (and maybe asking to steal a bite off my plate). I love revelling in how full we are after a good meal and taking a break to appreciate how fortunate we are. I love sharing snack from our bags with one another. I love enjoying the pleasure of food and drinks and good company.

no but imagine your dad just hired this guy to work for you whom you hate and after a few weeks of working for you, the two of you are starting to get along and then suddenly one night when you’ve dressed him in a silly hat someone tries to poison you but he calls them out and has to drink the poison himself and you watch as his body crashes to the floor. you feel your adrenaline spike as you rush to his side, leaning over his motionless body and you know in that moment you would go to great lengths to save him (over and over again)

my greatest hope for this post was for it to break containment and see people be like ‘what kind of work environment is this promoting’ only to realize this is about merthur