I low-key forgot I had this Tumblr account yikes
this is still true
Margaret Atwood: femininity is a performance art course you will never graduate from and man is your audience
me: holy shit
the small but growing Mitski on my shoulder: femininity might be a performance art we will never be free of, but because you are aware of this, sometimes you will seek to perform only for yourself and no one else, and by that, we are starting to break free
me, sobbing: thank you, Mitski of my consciousness
I’ve reblogges this before but words cannot express how my face lit up when it came across my dash again so here you go, you’re welcome. This is my favourite thing.
All women have pubic hair, all women have armpit hair, all women have moustache hairs, all women have hairy legs, most women have hair on their stomach and breasts. If you find that disgusting then you aren’t attracted to women at all because that’s how we naturally exist, that’s what we look like, those are our secondary sex characteristics. Congrats on having brain rot though.
Maybe he’s ordering a decaf because he has a heart condition, and you’re about to give him a heart attack and send him to the hospital.
Or maybe he’s just ordering a decaf.
Maybe she’s ordering sugar free because she’s diabetic, and you’re about to put her six feet under.
Or maybe she’s just ordering sugar free,
Maybe they’re ordering non-dairy because they’re intolerant, and you’re about to ruin their day. Maybe they’re allergic, and you’re about to sponsor an all black event in an open field.
Or maybe they’re just ordering non-dairy.
Maybe they ordered gluten free because they can’t process it, and you’re about to destroy their digestive tract.
Or maybe they’re just ordering gluten free.
Maybe they’re ordering this way just because they don’t want the food, for whatever reason.
But are you willing to bet their life on it?