august

Shoutout to everyone who's still healing from things no one ever apologized for

i don't want to hear about your diet i don't want to hear about your weight loss "journey" i don't want to hear about your clothing size i don't want to hear about your "healthy alternatives" recipes i don't want to hear about your fucking nutrient dense protein pancakes or your green juice super smoothie metabolic booster lemon water cayenne honey tea i don't want to hear about your workout routine i don't wanna hear about your slimming shapewear i don't want to hear about how much you hate your arms or legs or stomach or hips i don't want to hear about how "bad" you've been for eating too much dessert i don't want to hear about the number on your scale i don't want to hear your casual fatphobia dressed up in the language of "wellness" or the excuse of self-hatred!!!!

love the pic, hate the fascists

Ringo, a few days after that: I wish I was literally under the sea where no one can find me.

Number one thing i have learnt today after being in a big city with a bunch of other uni students is that bellbottoms are back in fashion, but in the most watered-down, tiktok-sanitised way possible

oh you like wearing bellbottoms? name every homoerotic relationship from the 1960s in order of how hairy the mens chests were and what their pronouns would be in the modern day