or was it in my head

I kept forgetting my nighttime antidepressant so I set an alarm where the sound was a recording of me saying "HEY. TAKE YOUR FUCKING PILL" because I thought it would be funny. It was funny about three times, and then it started making me mad and I'd dismiss it right away to make it stop. So I handed my phone to my partner, who made another recording sweetly saying "Okay Shira, it's time to take your medication" and now I don't get mad anymore and I take my pill. The "compassion over punishment" camp has gotta get something wrong one of these days

the post that goes "tumblr loves to subvert something thats already subverted and just end up with the thing again" is sadly what is being done on here among progressives about rape culture

boobs is better than titties as a word because boobs is bouba while titties is kiki

official linguistics post

the fetishization of the glorification of romanticism of generalized of sexualization of the normalised of the glamorization of the idealized of the

“word hashtag my word #myword” has done irreversible damage to my vocabulary