Burgerpants Kin

the sunk cost fallacy has been my favorite fallacy for as long as I can remember. so at this point it's probably too late to pick a different one

i'm so tired of social media users saying "successful people are abusing stimulants". unsuccessful people are too. #WEMATTER

being anti-amatonormativity in a romance centered world is like watching half the people you know put all their eggs in one basket and then drop the basket and all their eggs break and they’re crying and swearing they’re never gonna do that again and then a month later they have all new eggs in a new basket and they tell you the problem was they didn’t have a strong enough basket or fresh enough eggs and then they drop the fucking basket again.

(this post is about putting all your time, energy, and care into one relationship, about staking all your happiness on a romantic relationship, effectively making the entirety of your joy and stability dependent on one person who could exit your life for any number of reasons no matter how great the relationship seems. it’s about the societal expectation to build your entire social life around one long term relationship, putting all your eggs in that basket, so to speak, instead of tending to larger social network and maintaining a variety of strong connections so that even if one very important relationship comes to an end, you won’t be losing your whole social life in one fell swoop.)

yes. labels aren’t a fort you need to protect; labels are a pin you can add to your backpack to signal being part of something. You can, in fact, have more than one label (as a treat).

does anyone else think about how brave all their friends are and get really emotional about it

I'm glad everyone is alive rn

i love the phrase "cruel and unusual." not only is what you're doing mean but it's also quite frankly fucking bizarre

i'm sorry i never did your tag game. i love you

men got a taste of women's beauty standards and immediately started bashing their facial bones with hammers

I think it’s beautiful when what you loved doing when you were 6 finds you again when you’re in your 20s or 30s or 40s or 50s or 60s or 70s or 80s or 90s or

"girl help" you know what? no. girl hinder. girl hurt. girl... kill

Been sighing like a dog today

People love to say “oh that piece of media is definitely NOT for teens, it’s about [a bunch of stuff teens can’t get enough of]”

Well, well, well. If it isn't the consequences of someone else's actions that I am directly impacted and severely affected by

no one says big mood anymore. no one even says mood. no one says anything. all thats left is a dry wind, that scours my face until i bleed