the people's republic of new york city

wanted it too badly award

once i figure out how to unclench my entire body my life will begin

*displays textbook symptomatic behavior of my own disorder that I am well educated on* what’s my deal why am I like this

never kill yourself there are songs you can listen to

They were 32 in season 1 of satc girl you have plenty of time

ever since i was a little girl i’ve always known i’m a big fan of alone time

theyve made life much too hard for cute girls who are scared and tired

have they considered making a migraine medication that does anything at all instead of nothing

real migraine medication has never actually been attempted

People don't actually grow out of their emo phases. People are forced out of their emo phases by employers who get a raging boner over controlling how their employees dress, cut their hair, whether they mod their bodies and so on

How many beautiful emo men would we have if not for the tyranny of the 9-5. How many strange goth women are trapped inside the performance of a clean girl aesthetic because she needs to be able to eat. How many people are wage slaves when they should be punks?

A lot of people are talking about what you are and aren't allowed to wear but I think that issue is secondary to what you are and aren't allowed to do to your body. Like "you have to wear a polo shirt and dress pants" fine as long as you're paying for the polo shirts and dress pants I now need to buy. Whatever. "You must have natural colored and clean cut hair, no facial piercings, no visible tattoos" now we have a fucking problem because I also have to have that hair face and body outside of the workplace. it's literally pervert shit I've met 24/7 doms less horny about controlling how their subs look.

watch out when listening to new music! it will sound like the month and year you discovered it in probably forever

"man of the house" (only (lesbian) daughter)

sexual thrill at the mere prospect of cataloging things in a database

I still think it’s objectively fucked how the world is built for morning people and if you wake up later than everyone else you’re seen as a malicious aberration of some sort. I am that but it’s not because I wake up at 11 fuck yourself

women will be like "oh i'm being suuuuch a cunt about this" and the "this" is literally just them being objectively and unquestionably in the right

thinking about the first like three months of the autistic college experience where you go "i've discovered a Secret Trick to defeat my social shortcomings and make myself a stable and irresistibly charming debutante" and the secret trick is drinking four beers