I haven't really talked about this because it's embarrassing but when I was growing up we couldn't afford gravity so we had to eat dinner on the ceiling

it pains me to say it but the more people talk shit about the women who wear those shorts/leggings with the weird butt seam that looks like it gives you a terminal wedgie, the more compelled I feel to take the women’s side

ohhhhhh my godddddddd you saw someone wearing really tight revealing pants in public? should we throw a party? should we invite goody proctor

and while we’re at it, I’m done worrying about cameltoe. I don’t have time to be pulling and tugging at my clothes all day. if you can see the outline of my pussy you should say thank you and go about your business

you're just mad because you're hungry and tired and your legs hurt and you head hurts and you're too hot and you have depression

the issue with growing up in the 2000s and 2010s was like there was this really big push toward "accepting your weirdness" overall but they meant like idk wearing mismatched socks or something not being tangibly beyond the norm in any way shape or form

It's 2026, can we just like. Be done with astrology. Like can we stop. Can we stop treating it like a legitimate way to decide who you should be friends or partners with. We've gotta move the hell on.

This may seem contradictory coming from someone who is big on respecting other people's spiritual beliefs but I draw the line at things that say that a person's personality or life is determined by something that they have literally no control over and that makes no sense when you think about it for even a moment. I think it's actually really shitty to say that someone is two-faced or manipulative or just generally untrustworthy because of what the sky looked like when they were born and I don't think it should be something that is tolerated as a serious thing to follow in your relationships.

"Tinder added astrology stuff!" Cool. Why is this relevant to your dating life.

"we have to accept the fact that the r word is coming back" NO WE DONTTTT NO WE DONT

I’ve reblogged her before, but really, you can’t have too many dark-skinned Black queens on your dash. 

Not to be a bitch but sometimes people engage with fiction in the most boring way possible, and nowhere is this clearer than in videogames. Like what you mean you hate a character just because they were kind of abrasive when speaking to the player character? "They were mean to me" and it didn't occur to you to wonder why? Like, what might their attitude toward you reveal about the world? About the social dynamics within it? About their own perspectives and backgrounds and personalities? Does it even occur you to ask? Would you only have liked them if they bowed to your presence and talked about how great you are? Like I'm sorry but you're so boring. How boring fiction would be if it cathered to you