whenever the radio or store plays the luke combs cover of fast car i want self-immolate in front of everyone as a sign of protest because seriously where the fuck is tracy chapman

just helped an old old man log into his outlook account and we succeeded and he said “young lady, go in peace. we have accomplished this mission.” what an electrifying way of speaking…

sometimes its like. i would love to not have to think about gender and misogyny all the time but on account of us living on the Gender and Misogyny Planet i cant do that. so

babygirl your sudoku solving skills are out of this world

i think we should start openly mocking male creatives who can't figure out how to write women. like actually i think it's embarrassing that it took elliot page transitioning for christopher nolan to give him a good role. why did it take like ten years to get the first female lead in a marvel movie? why is it a Known Fact that stephen king can't write women? why is 50% of the population omitted from large ensemble works? i asked my friend to name a movie directed by a man with a majority female cast and he said ghostbusters 2016. ghostbusters. ghostbusters. g

Everything is so rushed. People in their twenties complaining about being old, sped up songs, sped up videos, too many things to do in such a short time. We have lost the art of lingering.

I really don't have much going on in my life, except the horrors, so when people ask me questions it feels like a test of some kind