Alexis

it fucking sucks being a disabled person who can't work and having to see these fuckass posts where someone's like "ahaha jobless people have no life and that's why everyone shitty online has No Job" and everyone and their mother reblogs it joyfully onto my dash for me to see. yes unemployed and unemployable people are truly without exception dogshit people with no hobbies and no redeeming qualities. you're so right. anyway if you'll excuse me i have to start my shift at the I'll Never Be Employed Because Of Permanent Disability And I Love Knowing How You Really See Me store

if ur able to work can u reblog this i am seriously SO sick of it.

btw this isn't solely a disability rights issue or an issue about people who are entirely unable to work. you should also be thinking about the people who are regarded as unhireable. transfems are hugely discriminated against in this way, people of color are passed over for less qualified white people, anyone who has any difficulty playing the interview game is less hireable... frankly anyone who made the mistake of pursuing the things they love and now has a degree for a niche field. if you still joke about Jobless People it's because you've fundamentally connected the worth of people to their labor, and specific labor, work that you see as valuable. and while i'm at it stop making fun of people who still live with their parents. asshole.

y’all never shut up about folklore comparing love to films and then turn around and say “how can a person smile like the radio” as if debut doesn’t have a running motif comparing love to a song like. when you think tim mcgraw i hope you think of me he’s the song in the car i keep singing don’t know why i do it’s strange to think the songs we used to sing the smiles the flowers everything is gone our song is the slamming screen door sneaking out late tapping on your window what’s not clicking

Anyways I love u trans women and every tongue which rises against you shall be cut off .

Staring at the sky, come back and pick me up🛸

who could ever leave me darling, but who could stay? & i wake up from screaming from dreaming one day I’ll watch as your leaving, ‘cos you got tired of my scheming & you’re on your own kid, you always have been & please, ive been on my knees, change the prophecy, don’t want money, just someone who wants my company & no one wanted to play with me as a little kid, so ive been scheming like a criminal ever since & im a mirrorball, i can change everything about me to fit in & i look in peoples windows, like im some deranged weirdo, i attend christmas parties from outside & nobody ever lets me in and i can still see you, this ain’t the best view, on the outside looking in & im lonely but im good, im bitter but i swear im fine, ill save all my romanticism for my inner life &

a great tragedy of my life is i have soooo many questions i want to ask taylor swift about her artistic process, and despite there being a WHOLE FIELD OF PEOPLE who's job it is to Ask Taylor Swift About Her Artistic Process, they spent a decade asking her if boys ever don't talk to her because she might write a song about them

quilly joel

evermore is such an insane album when you really think about it. like. love isn't forever. friendship isn't forever. trust isn't forever. family isn't forever. even a marriage isn't forever. but then she ends on evermore (song) and it's like: you know what else isn't forever? pain. suffering. heartache. she just flips the script of the entire album on the LAST SONG and cements the complexity of its core message in 5 minutes. and i'm supposed to be normal about that

also (since i'm seeing a lot of people say they didn't fully get that this was evermore's core message until now) this is what "forever is the sweetest con" means

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