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if you ever visit the uk as a tourist you have Got to get out of london. London is the trip killer

you can't go to the uk and just do london and edinburgh and that one viral bridge in the cotswolds and call it a day. you have got to go to some bumfuck nowhere place called cauldron frot or west sharting and accidentally stumble across neolithic sites on the moor with like five people there max and shelter from the rain under an oak tree with a trunk as wide and old as a castle turret where the locals are still mad at richard iii for pissing against it that one time and then eat home made gravy in a rickety pub with beams so dark and low you feel like you're sinking into your grave

radio is kind of wild really, the first thing we did after discovering an ethereal field that permeates the universe is infuse it with music.

When I was working at a certain gas station, my feet would hurt so bad it felt like they were on fire. I eventually had to quit and guess who still has chronic foot pain to this day that's so bad they're seeing a surgeon next month because they can barely move without help from cortisol shots (and did you know taking too many cortisol shots in a short period of time can cause your plantar fascia to literally rupture but the benefits outweigh the risks given how much I have to walk these days?)

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

i wouldn't have to deal w all of this if i was a tree

a while back I reblogged a post pointing out that it's totally reasonable to have a crush on someone and just Not Act On It, Ever, At All, and I cannot stop thinking about the sweet souls in the notes who seemed baffled as to why anyone would ever want to leave a crush unspoken. absolutely fascinating life experience you must be having if that's not a possibility that's ever even cropped up, I have to say. I don't think it's unforgivably naive or anything but it does warrant further study.

Perhaps my genuine biggest piece of socializing advice as someone who spent years of my life feeling wholly incapable of positively interacting with other people is to just ask the other person questions about themselves. Like that’s it. People love answering questions. They really love thoughtful follow-up questions. They love feeling like someone else is interested in them, their interests, their lives, their opinions. At some point in your questioning they will say something that reminds you of a funny / interesting story. Tell it. You will be remembered as the person who asks a lot of questions, makes people feel like they matter, and tells good stories. boom. done.

sorry for being annoying [remembers that practicing gratitude instead of shame is better for my mental health and my relationships] thank you for letting me be annoying with you