the sun is as theoretical as clouds

im incredibly conflicted by the phrase ‘the question is not who will let me but who will stop me’ because on one hand its so fucking raw and powerful but on the other hand it’s derived from ayn rand but on yet another hand the first and primary time ive ever seen it was on a picture of a lawnmower flying through the sky which is the perfect level of absurd and nonsensical that would piss ayn rand off

listen to me, this is so so important: you've gotta get used to really giving it your 60% as a default. like don't half-ass it necessarily but try not to go over 70% or so of an ass. you'll feel better and live a happier more fulfilled life, and on the rare occasions where you do need to lock the fuck in you'll be able to pull off bullshit that the sad miserable wretches giving it their 100% can never dream off, because they're busy draining themselves dry and you have energy reserves to spare.

This is actually what I was adviced to do at the work rehabilitation program I went to. Hasn't left my mind since. 10/10 solid advice

all books should be written by deeply damaged autistic perverts

@pangur-and-grim ?

YOU DON'T NEED TO TAG ME ON THIS, I WROTE THE POST

#it's a good thing he teaches middle schoolers #bc if he was teaching any younger he'd be saying shit like “okay guys say goodbye to the fighter jet!" #and half the science team would respond “goodbye fighter jet!” tags via @hylasregilla

love the word fruitless. arguing with you is like if there was no apples involved whatsoever

you're bountiless you stupid bitch

the circus is empty, all of the monkeys are here

feminist killjoy hours again, what the actual fuck is “weird girl literature” and how often do we acquiesce to the latest degrading gendered advertising campaigns

Women did not fucking pioneer horror, thriller, and science fiction as we know it for publishing to infantilize it into a high school phase

is Stephen king “weird boy literature”? Or does he get to be an adult horror novelist?

if "29" is your idea of an older woman you have a flickering pale aura and you will not survive daylight saving time

you think that you're so alone in the world then you read literature from hundreds of years ago and you realize that other people have always felt this way