i've lost the plot again

It's 2006. I open livejournal. Anti zutara fans are saying the ship shouldn't exist. I shut off the family pc. It's 2016. I open tumblr. Anti zutara fans are saying the ship shouldn't exist. I turn off my laptop. It's 2026. I open Twitter. Anti zutara fans are saying the ship shouldn't exist. I close the app. It's 2036.

"Old friend" is a gayass thing to call someone

Old friend (derogatory(sexual intent))

"LOVE DOESNT REALLY DIE BUT IT DOES ROT" HOLY FUCK

not to get too deep on main but did anyone else have such deeply rooted issues with their self worth for so long that they thought as a kid/teen that their only redeeming feature was being “low maintenance” and now as an adult you give yourself guilt pangs asking for any more than the barest minimum in virtually any relationship because asking for things might negate your only good quality which is just “doesn’t ask for things”

#you don’t believe you can be liked so you settle for being useful 

*head on desk* I don’t need to be liked or useful. I dont need to be liked or useful. I dont need to be liked or useful. I dont need to be liked or useful. I don’t need to be-

I'm a simple bitch. i believe the purpose of government should be to improve the lives of its citizens and protect its most vulnerable members. unfortunately i live in a day and age where this gets me labeled an enemy of the state

what doesn't kill you makes you weird with intimacy

the real danger of spending too much time with friends is you stumble out of ten days of happiness and good food like oh my god THAT was real life. my job means NOTHING

During a lecture on epic poetry like the Mahābhārata and Iliad in my first year of college, my professor said, “When the whole world dies, even when brick and mortar is destroyed, memory survives. It survives and lives on in generations to come. And literature carries that memory. All your geography, your economics, your psychology, they’re all based on the memory of man, passed down generations after generations. These epic poems and literature we are studying right now is to remind us that we too will be memories one day. And therefore, let us be good memories” and I think a piece of this lecture will live on in me wherever I go.

The thing is, when museums and cultural institutions or researchers adopt memes in a "How do you do, fellow kids" way, that's adorable like my grandma when she's misusing emojis. However when some megacorp does it to sell me evil products or some influencer is trying to get me to buy nonsense skincare mud or cyberpunk looking face masks or weightloss pills, I think that's evil incarnate and their name goes into the Death Note (very mindful, very demure)

there are calcified layers of shame in my soul that you could carbon date like rock strata

This Pride I hope that all of you never ever forget that no amount of sanitizing your sex life or sanding down of your LGBT edges will make bigots accept you. So, don’t debase yourself by capitulating an inch to them, especially in ways that throw your fellow community members under the bus.

You are a degenerate faggot in the eyes of bigots whether you’re wearing a nice button down and slacks with combed hair or leather daddy kink gear. So stand with the freaks who will stand with you until the end—long after the bigots have abandoned you despite your claims to be “one of the good ones.”