Hanging out with me and you keep getting annoyed cause you think I keep sighing loudly but it's actually wind rushing through my strangely hollow interior and I blow away

Alright I don't know how to say this but the clone of you that I keep in a white room to study your natural behavior so I can better act like a normal person around you just cured cancer.

“scientists don’t want you know” is a phrase that always cracks me up because if you actually meet a scientist they will be shaking and crying like an overstimulated chihuahua with the need to let you know

fucked that you can’t fix other people especially when you really care about them. Oh so im just supposed to be there for you while you suffer. like a useless cunt gargoyle

reverse solipsism: everyone else has a vibrant interior life but I'm just a passive observer

going to get my blood tested and dr acula and nurse feratu walk in. hope everything is ok

i have a false tooth filled with a placebo in case i'm ever captured and need to be a control subject

I maintain that the best summation of my feminist beliefs are that men and women are not fundamentally different. There are a few quantifiable differences if you average out every woman and every man, but they are not qualitative. And most of them are socially constructed, and would be fixed if we started treating men and women the same. Neither is inherently smarter, neither is inherently kinder, neither is inherently more stoic or stronger or angrier or softer. Everyone is obsessed with the differences between women and men, with finding them and creating them and distancing themselves from the "other half". It's fucked up

the soft animal of my body wants a spliff and four pints of cider

soft animal of my body is up for a kebab

"we live in an uncaring universe." sorry the special planet full of beauty and animals and food literally growing out of the ground isnt good enough for you. i guess