This is where my eclectic obsessions come to die.
Reject the notion that you are supposed to be at a certain place by now.
Don’t measure yourself to some colloquial set of social constructions.
"i was born in the wrong generation" i say as i steal my grandkids hoverboards because fuck you i was promised these years ago
I took 182 tablets over three days and even having all those meds coursing through my body still couldn’t end my shitty existence.
Oppression is cooking being “women’s work,” while the overwhelming majority of top restaurant chefs are male.
Oppression is fashion being a “silly girl thing,” while the top earning designers and CEOs in fashion are male.
Oppression is reducing women to consumers profiting a male system, even in fields that we supposedly dominate.
I hate when I misplace my glasses because then I’m forced to walk around looking like I’m suspicious of everything in the room
whattabout you, cabinet? huh, you sketchy piece of shit? did you take ‘em?
- me when it starts getting cloudy: yeees
- me when it starts raining: yeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSS
food should be free. water should be free. housing should be free. power, fuel, electricity should be free. basic necessities should be free.
the idea of “people should have to work for a living” carries the implication that some people deserve to die