Sanity Destroyer

This post is ancient and stupid but I still laugh whenever I see it

If a blog post from 2020 is ancient according to a reblog from 2022...what does that make it in 2026?

this man is unspeakably vile, but I feel like what is being slept on is the other men who showed up to a stranger’s house ready to (supposedly fake) fucking rape her without ever having interacted in any real or meaningful capacity. like i find cnc disgusting and amoral but fundamentally there are couples in the world who do it and there isn’t really much i can do about that, but these are people who have met and interacted in real life and agreed to do this. these men showed up to that woman’s HOUSE never having seen her or heard her voice, going off of fucking tinder messages, which any child can tell you can be easily faked. like they knew that there was a significant chance this was dodgy, they just didn’t care, they wanted plausible deniability to do what they wanted to do anyway.

The guys who do CNC are the same ones capable of this kind of atrocity. There's no world where you're aroused by rape and raping the person you supposedly love while being a respectable person whose suicide wouldn't benefit society. Stop kidding yourselves with this "consent" nonsense who excuses everything; your suffering gives him an erection.

maternity shirt that says "IM SMOKING FOR 2"

I don't think anyone needs to be over 170 cm. That's just excessive. Frivolous amount of length. There is no need for all that. Tall people are a scam invented by Big Furniture to justify building rickety, non-climbable shelves.

I need to see the grade, and notes his professor made in red pen, explaining what socialisation means, and why he’s getting an F

i love when women have a deeper or raspier voice. its very charming

I'm single. 😘

My mom likes to tell me about how when I was a little kid riding public transport with her I'd always smile and giggle and chat with weird old ladies who smelled like cat pee and homeless folks and strangers dressed in bizarre outfits but any time a tidy and respectable businessman in a suit and tie waved at me I'd immediately clam up, and she takes a great deal of pride in my supposed inherentability to clock personalities but the truth is I do vaguely remember those bus rides, and it was never about the clothes or the hair or the smell, but more because everyone "strange" asked interesting questions and listened to what I had to say and seemed to think about what I said while the neat and tidy and rigid folks only ever acted like they were going through the motions, which was boring as hell and also pretty annoying

If I had to read this then so do you.