another pride month where i low key wanna kms because i cant stand the idea of going to any pride thing bc i cant wear the clothes i wanna wear bc i still have massive fucking tits that i hate and i dont have any friends to do anything fun with and i cant stand having to interact with strangers. like what if i just die

to the person who saw me trying to rest my eyes because of a migraine threatening to make me pass out in the passenger seat while my mom was pumping gas and decided to honk their horn as they were going by and startle me and then cackle like a fucking witch: i hope you go to hell before you die

if youre aphobic in 2026 just kill yourself at this point. if youre that pathetic of a person just do us a favor and take yourself out of the gene pool. i dont care

why are all the like sex positive places always like loud bars and clubs and shit. we should start putting glory holes in coffee shops

i wish i was the waifish and delicate and pitiful kind of sick that makes people say "youre so strong for going through this" instead of being a sweaty greasy freak that smells bad because i dont have the energy to do laundry or shower

ai slop would be sooooo genuinely fucking funny if the data centers powering it werent being built next to vulnerable communities and using all their fucking drinking water. like. i wish i could laugh at how stupid these slop videos are but instead im just like. someone is going without water in their house bc of this shit

"i was born in the wrong generation" used to be about wishing you could experience the pop culture of the 70s/80s and now it means you wish you could be racist without consequences. how times have changed