Women covered in blood. Reblog if you agree.

I want everyone to see this section of a mostly unredacted judgement I’ve been reading. Mostly it’s fine, but occasionally they have to X out a word or a profit margin or something. But then I encountered paragraph of the year.

The thing about "turning your brain off" is that I definitely have things I like despite the glaring flaws or like because of their comforting trashyness, but overthinking that stuff is half the fun.

hate when i get a password wrong and the browser goes "heyyyy :) do you want me to save those credentials you entered :)" like i am already humiliated why must you rub salt into that wound firefox

resteraunts will call themselves gastropubs and eateries so they don’t have to spell restarunt

oh of course i love werewolves! theye just big puppers haha. what a good boy doggo. me when my werewolf boyfriend chases his tail and goes awooooo haha. ohhhh wait youre one of the ones that destroys stuff and bites people? :/ i dunno thats like... scary.......... you say you 'cant control it' but like are you sure you're not just making excuses? this meme i found on tiktok says werewolves are just silly puppies. why cant you be a normal werewolf. whats wrong with you.

The one thing about gender is that frankly my ideal gender situation has very little to do with me and infinitely more to do with everyone else on the earth who cannot be fuuuuuuuuucking cool about anything ever

"You know what's harder than Getting Better? Living Like That" is just the thesis for my whole shit going on right now honestly. You know what's harder than doing my physical therapy? Hurting All The Time. You know what's harder than addressing my gender dysphoria? Hurting All The Time

I'm Doing The Hard Thing and it's *easier* than how I was living before. If you make yourself feel better you will have more energy to spend on Getting Better. Nice inch nails - the upward spiral. Crawl out of your grave Thursday

"I'm just a girl☺️🥰💖💞💅🌺🌷🦄" when you were eight and the teacher said she needed some strong boys to carry something you used to be furious, and when you convinced them to let you help, you carried twice as many chairs as the boys with the righteous anger of a girl who knew she was just as capable as them. Where did that go?