when I was younger I had this asian male colleague who was obsessed with white blonde women, he would constantly talk about it to anyone who would listen, like he’d show you pictures of women he found attractive and was constantly talking about and ‘rating’ (white) female colleagues, it was gross. I feel like he went out of his way to say these things in front of women of colour as well, he was just so weird. he was 30 years old mind you. anyway years after I left that job I saw he got married on a mutual friends social media and he married a darker skinned hijabi asian girl… literally the completely opposite of the type of women he’d lust after. beyond sad

whenever people say short women shouldn’t get with tall men because the kids will be short I mean firstly it’s weird bc women have more value than being a breeding mare but also I’ve met so many tall guys with short mums so it’s not even true

I saw someone saying that at her grandfathers funeral, everyone talked about his hobbies and his quirky personality and sense of humour but and her grandmothers funeral, everyone talked about how she was an amazing mother and wife and good at cooking and hosting. it’s so sad how women are largely remembered for how they served and cared for others rather than who they actually were as a person

I’m starting to realise this is as good as it gets with my body. I work out and try to be reasonably healthy but I also love food and enjoying life and deep down I’m not willing to give that up just to ‘look better’ so I’m never gonna have an insanely tea toned body and yk what? that’s okay

my ideal body type on a man is a guy who works out but likes food a bit too much so he has strong arms but also gives good cuddles

the diabetes lead doctor at work offered to make me a cup of tea and when I said I take one sugar she gasped in disapproval lmfaoaoao

my ability to forget and detach from traumatic and sad memories and lock them away in my mind vault is really great

love when you’re on a date and the waiter/waitress immediately gives the bill and card machine to the man without looking at u

this is dark but for a long time when I was depressed I had this belief i would die in my mid 40s. I wasn’t necessarily suicidal but I just always felt like I wasn’t meant to be in this world for a long time and the grief of it all would get to me. sometimes I feel scared thinking about that, if it was a premonition, I wonder if I’ll live that long, if it’ll be a good life. maybe it’s my job but I think about death a lot

having nice hair in this weather is just not possible

when patients go on a huge rant about how the pharmaceutical industry is just trying to poison them and kill everyone with vaccines and medications like okay man you got me

it annoys me that straight men get gassed up for being ‘eaters’ but this category doesn’t exist for women bc it’s literally assumed that all women can and will give men head, it’s seen as an expectation and not something extra that we get praised for

honestly I just kinda wanna get tipsy and kiss someone

I used to have really big dreams and ideas about what my life would be. now I find happiness in small things and a simple life. it’s both a sad and a good thing