

Damn, I kinda wanna eventually have the self-confidence to say funny stuff like this.


Damn, I kinda wanna eventually have the self-confidence to say funny stuff like this.
Damn, that’s lucky.


Oof, that’s like reading my own internal monologue in the form of text.


I don’t mean to alarm you, I am someone whose words shouldn’t be totally trusted, but I am filled with like a weird fear whenever I read your posts and comments that something worse than what you’re freely talking about is going on.
No… not really. A miss for me.


We were never promised anything.


Don’t worry, they just want to stop the heat death of the universe or something like that.


And my blood sugars are better today (I have type 1).


“Our bodies are a source of so much joy—” I’mma stop you right there.
Bikes, though, bikes never hurt me.


You’re not a real woman.
Once you have exhausted your ability to produce surplus value for your employer capitalist society exiles you and leaves you to die.
You cannot be expected to recover if the things that caused you to exhaust your capacity to be productive are still happening to you.


I love my black hair.


I’m not too upset about the tall part and you shouldn’t be. It’s because the people saying it are like insinuating that you’re like “tall and handsome” in a masculine way. You can be tall in a feminine way.
Just look at Führungskommando-Leiteinheit Replika G6



But we (Miisha, and I, and many others) didn’t do that and can’t go back in time, so saying it doesn’t exactly help.


Uh oh.
Don’t think about it, then, rn, watch a funny video.


No, I really do need FFS. I got fucked by puberty and got like a really masculine face. By like 18 people were complementing that I looked like a “man” now.


I wasn’t lucky
I mean no ill will, but I read this in my head with like an AI voice, lol. I’m sorry to say, but that comment is an inch away from:
That’s wonderful. You’re absolutely right—you most certainly can tackle whatever comes your way and you have a community to support you.