VACANCY

huge shoutout to everyone who started their blog when they were teenagers and now they are in their 20s and 30s

probiotic drinks are so funny. we put a billion guys in here

we gave your drink an infection

The thing is that the twitter For You algorithm sucks me off & fondles my balls

Every time I open twitter I see ten billion drawings of umas and huge tits and huge cock and mecha/gunpla and irl/vg racing and drift videos and ace combat footage and I’m like yuuuuuuuuuuuup

but i stay silly! *←said in the most world-weary voice you ever did hear*

Reblog you stay silly

Once you start noticing how the incapacity to handle discomfort affects how people live their lives it's actually pretty shocking how it ruins pretty much every conceivable aspect of existence. Interpersonal relationships, romantic and platonic. Career and education opportunities. Your politics Your willingness to go anywhere. The kind of food you eat. The kind of art you expose yourself to and your ability to read it. It's never just one thing, it touches everything, and once you notice it it's like suddenly being able to see germs or something. Just this horrific catastrophe people look at you askance for screaming about. As I grow older and see what became of my friends and peers who could not learn to handle discomfort, the more I'm like. This is a genuine societal issue

Increasing my discomfort tolerance has also been one of the greatest assets to improving my mental health.

It also makes it easier to assert your limits. When you can't take even a little bit of discomfort, you either shut down, shout out, or laugh it off when someone makes a comment you don’t like. But when you can take it, you can see clearly what exactly made you uncomfortable and point it out to the person who made the comment in a way that doesn't escalate the situation. The secret is in the first step, you have to take the discomfort and sit with it, check it out, and see why is it that YOU are bothered by THIS specifically.

serious question: can anyone else see this post? am I hallucinating?

this is like Schrodinger’s fucking meme because half the time the pic is deleted and the other half it’s visible

being very fat means that sometimes you will encounter a chair that is so spindly, so fragile, so delicate. sometimes you will encounter a chair that is made of matchsticks and dreams. and has a seat the size of an ipad. a chair that resembles a newly born deer taking its first shaky steps. being very fat means that sometimes a thin person will offer this chair to you as a seat and not even think about it. meanwhile you, the fat person, if you listen very closely and with an open heart, can actually hear the chair whimpering and coughing like a sick victorian child. a thin person will offer this chair to you, a very fat person, and you have to look at them. and then the chair. and then your hips. and back at them. and be like. let's be real. can we please be real for a second. can we please use our spatial awareness right now. like it's okay we are allowed to use our spatial awareness when it comes to my ass. it's all good.

i just feel like we don't celebrate fingers in his mouth friday like we used to anymore

ive watched this video so many times since it was originally uploaded that that drawing is basically burned into my retina now

in the contemporary world, the most fundamental human right - and, it often seems, the least protected one - is "being both Allowed and Able to go Somewhere Else." the rest is commentary.

the torments of prison are predicated on Not Letting You Leave. the most terrifying and degrading aspects of childhood are predicated on Not Letting You Leave. misogynists wail and moan and fearmonger about divorce and equal opportunity employment because they Allow Wife To Leave. borders and immigration restrictions exist, in no small part, to Prevent People From Leaving countries where they will be exploited and/or oppressed. fuck you for trying to leave. fuck you for exerting any control over your life whatsoever. that makes you the one at fault, actually.

david graeber described three fundamental freedoms: freedom to move, freedom to disobey orders, and freedom to reorganize social relations

something white people (and nonblack people of colour) need to know is that if your friend of colour comes up to you to tell you that you were being racist in some way or another, that is an act of trust.

has anyone considered that it was probably her house too. where else was she supposed to put her chintz?

given the current climate this pride especially i feel i must mention that i love my trans friends, i stand with trans people in the fight against transphobic legislation and those who would enforce it, and this blog is not a good place for you to be if you do not vibe with that