Life, Uhh, Finds A Way

have you guys ever seen a crocodile with its fingies out

like im okay with being medium attractive and having a moderately clean house. instagram reels just bounce off of me like water off a ducks back

ever since i was a little girl i knew i wanted to put no effort into my appearance

being a hater is so fun until you see someone who is a hater 80% of the time and then you're like christ i hope i dont sound like that person and you stay on your best behaviour for 3 days

man having your life even a little bit together will really make you realize how chronically sleep-deprived and poorly fed and under-enriched everyone is and then when they turn to you to implicitly agree that that's just the natural state of existing you feel like the asshole for being like "actually I think you might benefit from eating breakfast regularly and picking up a new hobby"

swinging a bat at a hornets nest maybe but i think the world would be a better place if more people stopped to consider how “sexual abuse victim” is actually one of the most common and broad groups on the planet and that by (usually very condescendingly) talking about survivors as a monolith who all want and need the same things you’re inevitably going to end up hurting somebody