Legitimately My First Feminist Awakening As A Ten Year Old Child Was Realizing That Girls Were Expected

Segueixo sense entendre-ho

Segueixo sense entendre com sempre em perdo quan floreixen les magnòlies. No em faig a la idea que la boira pot ser tan freda com íntima i la pluja tan càlida com angoixant. Se m'escapa el sentit del vent i el somriure espiral de de les fulles de tardor. I encara m'és impossible saber per què no em puc acostumar a la teva olor.

D'entre totes les estrelles,

em sabia la més freda

i llunyana.

Les mans tapaven el blanc del cel

i m'encongien en un mar negre

「just llavors vaig veure més mans tapant el mateix sol– milers de mans,

cadascuna la més singular

i més llunyana i més freda.」

Quin joc de llums més únic,

el veure que algú sent el mateix que tu,

i que tot i que siguis a anys llum de distància

i que no el puguis abraçar,

encara li puguis dir:

"vols ser amic meu?"

Letter to a dysphoric me

No one hates you.

Your curly hair is getting everything tangled up again

and I can't help but to tell you to cut it.

Trees and frogs and birds didn't choose theirs

and it's hard that yours doesn't fit,

that it doesn't show in the mirror,

that it feels like a cage sometimes

and that the ivy you grew around doesn't make it prettier.

There is no "but,".

There's only a blotched corpse

just strong enough to keep sleeping in.

I just want to remind you

that I'm here.

So you dreamt the new Mario movie

I became the ruler of penguins but they were all jealous and didn’t show up to my coronation so I melted all the ice in the kingdom and made them watch.

Reblog if you have made a friend online that you would love to hang with, but they live far away.

this may be an Unpopular Opinion (even on tumblr) but like the 8-hour workday is just Too Gotdamn Long

like even sitting in an office for eight hours a day isn’t particularly pleasant (or healthy, as we are beginning to see) but when we’re talking about doing *actual work* for that same amount time it gets pretty fucking brutal

doing literally *anything* (even leisure activities) for eight hours straight tends to be less than enjoyable but when we’re talking about things like construction, landscaping, factory work, and hell, even foodservice and retail, eight hours is a fucking ETERNITY

i might just be a lazy weak-willed bitch but honestly i think i’m not entirely wrong

(coming to terms with a snail)

I've stared at every corner

and listened to the same dull buzz for hours.

When a sound grows loud outside

you won't need to cover your antennas–

I know you like rain.

Can you hug other snails?

And eat the lips of leaves,

and tell me what they taste like?

Would you do that- for us who can't walk.

inspired by @/archbudzar on tiktok

i love this site

I'm starting to get smile lines.

How lovely to have smiled so often that happiness permanently etches itself into your face

vegans make peace with honey

no shut up do it