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My flirting level: Kenneth

Making a robot voice with the fan you're using to cool your underboob.

Because physical maturation doesn't have to mean killing your inner-kid.

"People used to be hobbled for leaving their slaver's plantation. That was REAL racism. Things are not as bad as they used to be, so let's stop making a ruckus over nothing with this segregation thing." -Martin Luther King Jr.

I wonder how many purported "shower thoughts" are really toilet thoughts, but they didn't want to say it.

Ever wake up after having spoken to multiple people and have, like, a socializing-hangover? "I feel so different...oh god I talked to people last night...what did I say, what did I do?..but it was fun, right?.."

Little flag they put on little carts for children at the store. It is gross and disheartening in its truth. This is what children are in United States capitalism.

My parents did that with me, and I turned out fi- oh. Oh yeah.

But I’m Special!

A lot of people seem to think they get a pass on problematic arguing tactics because they're a minority or an activist or what have you. You don't get a pass. It's not going to fly if you say "there are multiple bad things/reasons for a bad thing, don't try to focus on one." You don't get to say " *I* don't experience that problem" when someone says a problem exists, and not get called out on it. You don't get to badger someone who has made it clear that they don't want to talk to you about a subject, and have it be okay. I'm not buying it when your response to being called out is a tired variation of "I guess you're not capable of talking about things rationally" when someone doesn't put up with your tactics. Not only will your behavior be called out, but your hypocrisy will be called out as well.

Just because people don't like a thing doesn't mean they're snobs who are shaming others for liking the thing. Let people not like things.

"You didn't look at me for thirty seconds. I guess I'll just burn myself now." Caramel is the Overly Attched Girlfriend of the food world.

Anyone who makes pot candies but doesn't market them as "lollipots" is wasting an opportunity.

Love is knowing your person would snort coke off your boobs if they did coke.

The Terrible, Horrible, No-Good, Very Bad Echo Chamber

I love my social networking echo-chamber. Half of the "real world" tries to feed me bullshit about what I do or don't deserve as a brown, bisexual, poor, biracial , chubby woman, while much of the other half acts like that shit's at least up for debate in order to appear "able to have a rational conversation." You're goddamn right I created a virtual room in which people support me. The evils of the echo-chamber only need to be worried about if you already have fair representation outside of your chamber.

Revenge Utopia

Where diurnals have to keep the noise level down during the day so nocturnals can get some friggin sleep.

Where the housed have a sunset curfew to keep the houseless safe.

Where various public servants are treated "like servants."

Where it's widely considered weird and gross to force someone to eat in a bathroom - including infants.

Where being attracted to someone regardless of their genitals is the default you see depicted, and not liking someone because of their genitalia is something you're fine with, you just don't want it influencing the children.

Where the common myth is that gay or het exists only as a phase before they grow out of liking one gender.

Where Duck Dynasty was cancelled after one season, and Firefly was renewed for ten.

Where the phrase "but they're your family" emphasizes how fucked up something is, not how much more "forgivable."

Monogamy never works out. I have a friend who tried a monogamous relationship, and they broke up.

Random people: "You get to go to college for free since you're Native American, right?" Me: *cries a slow, single tear as the wind picks up my hair and a flute plays mournfully from nowhere*

"I'm not shy, I have social anxiety." -Me to other people "...unless I find you attractive, then yes, I am also shy." -Me finishing the sentence in my head.

"Rich people aren't privileged! People make assumptions about me all the time because I'm rich. My friend even got mugged because they looked rich." This is what you sound like when you say that you don't have white privilege because your life isn't perfect.

"Do you need, like, a reason to talk to someone, or how does that work?"

-Trying to remember how to make friends after a particularly long and arduous bout of anxiety.

TW: Rape, Victim-Blaming

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I've seen a lot of things going around about how people should go to prison for claiming rape and then saying it didn't happen. Reminder that victims are often coerced into "taking it back." In the many cases in which the victim knew their rapist, they are often guilted into saying it didn't really happen. Even without such overt pressure, victims will sometimes say it didn't happen simply because of how much they wish it didn't really happen, and how much they wish they didn't have to deal with the fallout. The psychological trauma that can follow denying your own sexual assault is tremendous. Don't make it worse for closeted victims by calling for prison sentencing.

Change ≠ Failure

When a couple or polycule decides to be friends, we call it a “failed relationship,” yet when friends decide they want a romantic relationship, we don’t call it a “failed friendship.” Because outside of the overly-regulated are of romantic relationships, we understand that the presence of a status quo is not success.

Is there a word for "suspicious yet thorough enjoyment of compliments which causes intense self-consciousness?" There needs to be.

Friend: "I don't feel like watching another Doctor Who." Friend: *sees it's a Weeping Angel episode* Friend:*sits the fuck back down*

In a relationship or two? Feel each other's bits for cancer. Celebrate a clean exam with more feeling of each other's bits.

Eye contact = too much intimacy. Touching hair= ah, perfect.

One does not simply burn toast without calling the toaster a dick.

Every time my hooded eye-self looks at makeup techniques or inspo.

"Those blankets look like there's a person under them. But my SO is downstairs, so obviously not. They're just lumped in a person-shape. I'm not that paranoid." *stomps on blankets to be sure*

"I can't sleep. I feel like I should do something productive, but what?" *looks around at clothes-strewn room* "What could I possibly do in the wee hours?" *Walks past exercise gear to put another plate on the pile* "My only option is to fuck around on the computer."

"I'm a woman." "But gender isn't real!" "Well, my label, identity, and peoples' reactions to my physical attributes which they also label "woman" really affect me, but that's cool bro."