so much fashion content is just thinspo in disguise and we all already know it but it’s worth repeatedly pointing out as sickening and also stupid as hell

Between Alex Jones getting perjury'd to oblivion and the FBI raiding Trump's Mar-o-lago home, August is proving to be entertaining as fuck

video essays about tumblr and the sad girl era where they talk about tumblr as a sort of ancient relic that can’t even be described to a modern audience are so funny cause it’s like. i have the tab open right now. the ancient tomes are filled with alive autistic women

y’all better hype this up because this is BIG and is evidence that the berlin patient wasn’t a fluke, and this could revolutionize medicine (there’s already cases of cancers where methods similar to these have worked), and while you’re at it, please join a bone marrow registry!! (especially poc bc these therapies usually only have been done on white patients due to genetic similarities, and the more poc we get in registries the more access poc patients can have to this for cancers, SSS, etc)

!!!!!!!!!!

I love when information revealed at the end of a story recontextualizes something said or done at the beginning. Like yes queen make the story a loop let the story keep developing even though the book is closed and the credits are rolling. The story never ends it just starts over.

imagine the most meanspirited, unlikeable, rude, bitter, self centered, negative person you can think of. not a rapist, not a murderer, not an abuser. just a charmless, tactless, dyed in the wool asshole you wouldn't want to spend two seconds with. now assume they get sick, not with the flu, but with a long term, serious illness that limits their ability to provide for themself. a society in which that person is left to die alone because nobody likes them on a personal level is a failed society.

and the thing is, no matter how likeable or charming or cute you are, peoples' patience runs out. the friends who drop everything to rush you to the ER the first time you shit blood tell you to stop being so tmi the fourteenth time. people might give you a couch to crash on the first week after your shitty ex kicks you out, but by week eight, you better have another place to stay. people run out of time, patience, money, compassion, energy. there needs to be an impersonal option, a real safety net that isn't going to dump you when you become inconvenient

my biggest issue with tiktok is like…yes as a 25 year old i am going to find teenagers inherently annoying so whatever. but that doesn’t mean teenagers shouldn’t have the opportunity to connect with each other and share content and explore media etc etc. HOWEVER i think tiktok sets an insane and dangerous precedent of having your Actual Face And Voice in these posts that are ultimately pretty publicly accessible to anyone. like, teenagers deserve to have spaces in which they can be cringey and embarrassing and weird and nerdy but for everyone’s sakes it should be fairly anonymous…i shudder to think of the world in which every unhinged thing i ever posted about glee or sherlock or hp or whatever had my dumb little 14 year old face attached to it for anyone to see over a decade later.

imposter syndrome in autism is so….. im rotating it in my mind

the worst part of this is that theres no winning. you either show your symptoms/get diagnosed and face belittlement, infantilization, restrictions of freedom, or you mask, you hide away, and receive no support because no one believes you. no one understands how, when externally you SEEM so ‘competant’, you could be suffering so constantly. you either set yourself ablaze for the world to observe or spend the rest of your life tending burns no one else can see.

Gandalf the slay youre not supposed to be there

Download and start using Firefox if you don’t already, I made the switch back to Firefox after not using it for years and being a chrome person until 2020 and have never regretted it

Booty shorts that say this

*me getting under the covers* I’m in

That makes me so happy

nonbinary person goes to sleep in this bed and all that remains in the morning is a skeleton