having a body that is perceived as a symbol of identity
Did I miss anyone?
I definitely don’t have a problem: the sequel
Half of the people on tumblr: “I talk pretty tough for someone with a soft, fluffy bunny heart full of feelings.” Me, unable to relate: “I talk a lot about tolerance and understanding for someone who is always 2 seconds away from serious violence.”
a lesbian version of dream daddy where you meet seven compelling women in your town, message all of them saying, “hey! it was really nice to see you the other day! we should hang out sometime :)” and then ghost all seven of them due to severe anxiety and fear of in-person interaction, instead choosing to exchange rare sufjan stevens bootlegs with a woman you met in the supergirl fandom who lives seven time zones away
someone: you forgot to eat? how?? aren’t you starving?
me: I don’t know I can’t feel anything
when u like a character for their potential to be interesting and complex more than how they’re actually written
some nerd: hey you play on PC?
me: yeah
some nerd: lemme see your rig
me:
some nerd: holy shit
to constantly have your eye on some idealized version of a future-“you” is to doom yourself indefinitely into a state of fragmented dissociation
remembering that you inhabit a body and that your physical appearance is inevitably tied into how people perceive you
Me, holding a bag of radishes I got at the farmer’s market: mmmm-MMM! Got DANG these some fine-lookin radishes! I cain’t WAIT to put them thangs in that chicken stew I’m fixina cook up. HOT damn!!
Me @ me: