Lou

I know it’s almost Halloween because my TikTok algorithm is showing me Matthew Lillard edits every two or three scrolls (good)

Accidentally took pregnant while autistic and now I’m Tylenol :/

If I’m on my phone and your ad forcibly opens an internet tab or shuts off my music, I will hunt you down and make you apologize WITH tears (real or fake idc)

Ok slight Severance spoilers, but…

I never quite understood why Cobel kept her mother’s breathing tube but then my grandma died and I kept her blood pressure stress ball toy thing that is a little bee with one antenna missing and I’m like hey, take that away from me and I will commit crimes

Checking the news every fuckin day with the current administration like:

In pursuit of my PhD, I developed a brief drug dependency (overcame it) and became a Trekkie (that one’s for life, baby)

when I conclude my 35-minute uninterrupted speech about fnaf that my mom did not ask for

I don’t know if there’s a feeling more contradictory than the simultaneous relaxation and jaw clenching you’re doing in the days between sending your reviews of literature to your committee and when they all four send their feedback. Like, yay, it’s sent! … But at what cost?

That part of _Rebecca_ when the narrator realizes that guests are coming into her home so she contemplates jumping out the window is so good

“But he was born male! He’s a biological man! He shouldn’t participate in women’s sports!” You were born a baby. You’re a biological baby, then. You shouldn’t participate in adults’ conversations. Go play with blocks. What’s that? You developed as you aged and that term no longer describes you? Ok

There’s no way this is a bot and not actually a guy (gender neutral) picking which ones to post

a woman just trying to get home gets shot

Don’t forget this banger

There’s no possible universe in which you could convince me to care more about whether or not someone originated within the bounds of imaginary lines drawn in the dirt hundreds of years ago than the actual human standing in front of me.

hanging out with my friends all June

I’m not allowed to watch the Next to Normal pro shot ever again because it made me physically ill (positive)

Having intrusive thoughts feels like when the weird sisters told Macbeth he would kill the king and usurp the throne. Like I was just minding my own business on the couch what do you mean I have to crash my car into my own apartment just because a guy in my head said he saw me doing it in the future

The first few posts I liked on here were “there are two wolves inside you” jokes and now the only things I see are posts about wolves in some way or another

health insurance company emails love to be like "you submitted a new claim" i didn't do shit, i went to the doctor for 20 minutes and then you all made it cost a pretend thousand dollars until you agreed it didn't

My Daughter Is Asexual And It Breaks My Heart "That was the moment I realized that I would never be a grandparent or watch my daughter fall in love, get married, or do anything 'normal' in society’s eyes. My daughter was asexual."

There’s a lot going on in this. But don’t forget that discrimination can look like support when it’s cloaked in sympathy and pity.

Asexual folks are infantalized, constructed as fragile and pitiable, in a funhouse mirror version of constructing queers as monsters. It’s still aphobia.

imagine Barry. The tv show with Bill Hader. But everyone is a muppet except Fuches

Inside you are two wolves. Inside your friend are two chickens. Inside a third friend are two bags of grain. How will the farmer get you all across the river

Not me. I’d be ok

oh no I just realized that my first post on here was just the words “Greg house” immediately followed by this post where I express concern about my first post being the words “Greg house”

Greg house