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hello! i'm andy (though you can call me aj) and i am a 32 year old living in canada. i write, draw, paint, am an avid reader! i do also suffer from severe chronic illnesses (some diagnosed, others not yet) and though I struggle to socialize I do my best to get back to people. :)
some of these you can find in the sidebar if you're on pc, but if you're on mobile this will probably make your life easier lol
You can be talking to someone and she'll be like, "Oh I made a silly mistake. Women don't deserve voting rights teehee." And you'll be like, "What." And she'll be like, "Oh I'm sorry! That must sound so bad out of context. No it's this Tiktok meme where, if you're a girl and you do something dumb, you say 'Women don't deserve voting rights teehee.'"
And you'll be like, "That sounds bad." And she'll be like, "No no. It's totally not that bad. It's just a meme. Men say it too. Like if a man does something silly he'll be like, 'I am like those women who do not deserve to vote.'" And you'll be like, "Does that make it better?" And she'll be like, "Well there was one guy who tried to make 'Men shouldn't vote' a popular meme. But it never caught on and also he got yelled at a lot."
And then you drop it there because like, you're harshing the vibe.
God this makes me think of this screenshot:
"it minimizes you as a person" really wraps up my entire discomfort with the whole "oh but i'm just a girl" thing when used in most situations.
something has burned away in the darkness while no one was watching. -1 something
something was born in the darkness while no one was watching. +1 something
you! tumblr user!
can you reblog a two-part post in the correct order?
EMOS ON NEOPETS STAY WINNING FOREVER
this quarantine got me feeling like luke’s guy walker… trapped on dagobah with that gay little frog, help LOL!
what is this from
the titanic
I FUCKING FORGOT I QUEUED THIS
For all who celebrate man’s hubris!
Do you think you’ll ever be able to own your own house?
Game Changer : Season 7, Episode 1 The Return of the King
I just want you all to know, that if and when this site does experience a real exodus and/or get sunsetted for good, even if we don't keep in touch I'll remember you so fondly. You're the online equivalent of the other kid on the beach where we built sandcastles together; the girl at the campsite where we explored the trees. You're the drunk person who shared kind words in the bathroom at the club, you're the talented artists at the life drawing class or the poetry night in a city where I don't live anymore. It makes me sad that maybe in the future our paths won't cross so easily, but even when we leave this little shared piece of cyberspace, carried away on our briefly intersecting trajectories, just know I still love you
any time i hear the insufferable transphobic athlete arguments i think of that one time in middle school when my boys lacrosse team did a full-contact scrimmage against the girls team (who typically play with limited contact) and i, a six-foot, 180lb defender, got utterly laid-out by this 5-foot-nothing girl experiencing the newly-unleashed animosity accompanied by violent sport and as i looked up at my assailant from flat on my back i experienced a brief bout of heterosexuality and fell wildly in love and then had to be taken to the ER because i had a concussion
“from flat on my back i experienced a brief bout of heterosexuality” took me out
That was the concussion
therapists saying you're surprisingly self aware is like being called a pleasure to have in class for adults
