I don't want your hope. I want your panic.

diet culture people make me feel like i’m going crazy. you want me to take an experimental pill that destroys my appetite?? you want me to remove part of my stomach??? you want me to stop eating bread and rice, two of the staple foods most inherent to humanity????? why exactly? because my stomach is big? because you don’t like the way i look, and you think it’s reasonable to tell me to carve pieces off of myself and try random drugs and ruin my own life so i can look more visually pleasing to you? and you somehow don’t see how absurdly cruel and selfish that is to ask of somebody???? while pretending you care about their HEALTH????????????????? FUCK YOU!!!!

Shout out to the clover, the dandelion and the daisy. The triumvirate of springtime childish whimsy. WHO is doing it like them

Im so used to my queer echochamber that when a woman doesnt have armpit hair its like a jumpscare

I have GOT to stop spending $30

i want a perfect buddy i want a perfect bro

i wanna do brofist when you are around

you are the best yo. my sweet smile friend bro

1. learn great wisdom from schizophrenic perverts

first rule of storing tupperware is have fun and be yourself. second suggestion is slam the cabinet door quickly and don’t worry ‘bout it.

me in the echo chamber: exactlyyy, literallyyyy

i think being able to identify and deconstruct an irrational feeling should make it go away. i literally solved your riddle puzzle master can u let me OUT the damn TORTURE LABYRINTH

it’s 2026 i think it’s high time we left mind-body dualism behind us as a species. let’s go into 2027 with the full understanding that we are our bodies and that our consciousness cannot be separated from them thank you

"He wouldn't say that" has a beautiful cousin, and her name is "That's Not What This Story is About".