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Hey, guys, how's it going? I disappeared into Tumblr-land for a while there but I'll be on here more often. :)

the perfect metaphor for my love life would be…

it’s like i am perpetually trying to adjust a water faucet to a comfortable temperature for me to bathe in, and i can never seem to get it there. i get so frustrated, and then i wonder - maybe i have a fever. of course the temperature would feel off, then.

maybe i’m just diseased.

my heart beats among the stars and yet i want no astronomers’ gaze, whether their eyes be cold and analytical or full of lusty sparkle and wonder - no, only fellow aliens will suffice.

i don’t understand people who act like people whose personalities, cultures, brain-workings, and modes of living differ from theirs are the gangrenous limb of humanity ( Read more... )

sometimes i get really upset over how my ex treated me but then i have these very lucid moments where i realize he was just a giant, whiny, entitled man-child who treated me horribly and constantly tried to erase me and my feelings simply because i couldn’t wave a wand and make everything about his life 100% better.

i don’t like looking outward. as ironic as inward perception is, it is the only kind i am comfortable with. i’m rarely ever relevant - a lost traveler from the future - and i care simultaneously too much and too little about this ( Read more... )

unpopular opinion time ( Read more... )

i’m really kind of disgusted by how a lot of people seem to treat curvy bodies as a novelty

like yeah i’m glad you like my abundant T&A (and that of similarly shaped women) but the way you’re going about expressing it is othering and gross :/

it’s like being fetishized for being what is ACTUALLY THE NORM for adult women