Trans women are awesome as fuck

It’s very romantic to imagine that the Bronze Age collapse happened due to the mysterious sea people but I personally like the theory that a lot of these complicated civilizations fell apart due to overcomplicated bureaucracy imploding in on itself. 

One time I came home from uni very upset and my younger siblings asked what's wrong. I said that mutated flies in our lab escaped because someone broke their jar. I didn't even realise how scary it sounded to them until I saw their faces lmao. I was upset because we were short on said flies (they don't reproduce very well) and my siblings thought that some crazy radioactive fly monsters escaped and we are all fucked now. Love being a mad scientist in their eyes lowkey

“the research definitively shows (biased belief that i have)!!” you obviously do not know the first thing about science and if you were a scientist you would flounder and fail and all of your colleagues would think you’re a stupid jackass. i think you’re a stupid jackass

“science shows that high body weight is unhealthy!” ok smart guy explain how body weight is related to hypertension. explain exactly which health hazards are related to body weight and how. explain the metabolic differences between visceral and subcutaneous fat. why don’t you come over here and explain how GLP-1 agonists work. if you know everything surely you know how type 2 diabetes develops and its effects on the body and wouldn’t mind explaining it to us. tell us all about type 2 diabetes incidence in people with low body weight and other risk factors aside from body weight. no come back please cite your sources. which labs’ research are you referring to? where does their funding come from? would you care to comment on how the decimation of public research funding has impacted metabolic health research? wait we need your wealth of knowledge to explain why low income is the strongest independent predictor of type 2 diabetes incidence

You ever think about how often you hear someone say "there's no such thing as natural talent! Anyone can be taught" and you want to believe that they mean "with the right method and accommodations, anyone can be taught this", but time and time again you learn that they meant "I don't believe in learning disabilities or accommodations, anyone whom I can't teach simply doesn't want to learn."

it's so hard to be socially conscious and also maintain a friendly relationship with people i work with

like there's only so many times you can say "hey don't say that, that's rude/bigoted/a dogwhistle" before everyone just stops talking to you. nothing changes except you're alone now. ask how i know.

it's easier to ignore the slightly offputting tranny than to actually change how you act dontchaknow

right, I'm not supposed to blog about anything serious or I'll get censored or deleted or whatever. how about that world cup, huh

Endlessly diabolical how you can't say words like rape and suicide uncensored without either being criticised by idiots or punished by conglomerates.

It's not r*pe, it's rape. It's not su*cide, it's suicide. Not unalive, dead. The backbone needs to be reintroduced en masse because softening the blow of these concepts with advertising language does absolutely nothing but allow people unaffected by them to feel not even a sting of what they can do, prompting inaction.

And it's been proven that on certain websites, you don't even face a repercussion for using the words as they are. People just started censoring themselves because they feared the potential lack of views and likes and followers which is so nasty itself.

I attended an anti-suicide seminar in college. One of the big takeaways from it was that stigmatizing suicide increases the rate of suicide, because people who are feeling suicidal feel like they can't ask for help. Every time I see babytalk garbage like 'unalive', I think of that.

worst part about getting angry is how much it makes you want to be mean

sorry i said something dickish. a few mildly frustrating things happened to me in succession and it turned me evil

i think being proud of where you come from is one of those things that becomes fun the more specific you get. like "proud to be english" bad rancid vibes. makes you sound like the kind of person who rants about immigrants. "proud to be from yorkshire" better vibes. i cannot deny the yorkshire cultural heritage. "proud to be from pocklington" absolutely fucking hilarious please never let anybody kill your pocklington pride.

Why does the US has so many “male oriented” products. 

Are u kidding me yogurt is almost always targeted toward women.

??

A really high quality picture of Johnny Joestar of JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure: Part 7: Steel Ball Run.

women shoild only eat female animals and men should only eat male animals .

what about non binary people

fuck i don’t know

oysters

Glad I’m genderfluid

We can eat anything we want!

you have to eat oysters

can you imagine if coronavirus happened in like 2013. this site would be like "ALRIGHT LISTEN UP MOTHERFUCKERS TODAY YOU ARE GOING TO DO A LEARN ABOUT ~SOCIAL DISTANCING~"

Imagine joining the army and your drill sergeant talks like this

my perfect crime? I memorize the entirety of the macy’s store inventory. I then go on aliexpress.com and find exact replicas of every single purse in the store. I break in at 3am, and replace every purse with a cheaper version of the purse. I take my real purses home and open up an online store on the darknet featuring fake purses. I then sell these real purses as fake purses, making it so that when the feds catch on to my antics, they spend countless years trying to figure out who can replicate purses this well, and who is selling them. Soon an entire division of the FBI is dedicated to finding me and figuring out how my “fake” purses appear to be real. 45 years later they finally trace my ip address and break into my villa in texas and shoot me right in the leg when i attempt to flee. While this would normally not be a fatal wound, due to my constant devotion to my online fake real purse storefront i have suffered an iron deficiency for 35 years. My blood can’t clot and I start to bleed out. Turns out the woman who shot me was a girl who i made out with once in college, and she holds my dying body in her arms and asks me how my fake purses were so real. I spend the last moments of my fleeting life telling her about how every five years i break into a different Macy’s and replace all the purses, and that the purses I have been selling online for a severely discounted price were actually all real, and I have been doing this purely for the gag of it all. When my former college girlfriend gets home from work after rightfully murdering me for my crimes, she goes into her walk in closet, looks at the 13 gucci purses she owns, and realizes that they’re all fakes.