I fucking hate when straight white men make me feel fat. Some dickwad just loudly made a comment when I got on the bus and got off two stops away. Do you fucking know my life? I just got done standing on my feet for twelve fucking hours and I don’t want to walk the mile to my house. So fucking what? Now you get to where you’re going a whole minute later? Why do random straight white men think I fucking want their opinion?
This year has been hell, I lost my dream job and now have to work at a goddamn grocery store (not that there’s anything wrong with that, but I’m almost 30 and had just landed a dream gig, so it’s a bit of a letdown), I injured myself during quarantine so not only could I not leave the house, but I rarely left my BED and gained a fuck ton of weight, and all of this has destroyed any self love I’ve worked 26 years to build.
I’m so exhausted. Everything I’ve built up is ruined. I miss being a kid.
Also, I don’t believe in killing all men, but can we kill like... a majority of them?
