:

i love thinking about my little fictional guy i understand him like no one else can

sophiamcdougall:

lovestrucksuggestion:

I’m not friends with you because you serve a purpose to me, I’m friends with you because I just like you. That is to say, there is no one who can do what you do for me because what you do for me is just be you

sevdoesnotexist:

romcommunist:

lukewarm take but i personally do not give a shit if poor people cheat a system that was designed to fail them anyways. i also coincidentally do not enjoy the taste of boot rubber

If people need to “cheat” the system just to have enough money to eat and keep a roof over their heads, they deserved the money anyways and the system is broke.

tellmetofeel:

there’s really nothing worse than people asking me ‘so what have you been doing?’ because I either have been doing things I don’t wanna tell you about or I have been doing absolutely nothing

aevios:

quasi-normalcy:

afloweroutofstone:

I don’t know how else to tell y’all that the difference between “X is a social construct” and “X isn’t real” is very, very, very, very important!

Money is a social construct. Laws are a social construct. Prison is a social construct. All are very real, as you will find out if you ever rob a bank.

What “X is a social construct” means: this concept is something created and reinforced by our society, and therefore it isn’t necessarily a fundamental or natural truth of existence, and we should be able to modify, expand, or eliminate said construct if it does harm or doesn’t accurately represent or help the people living in said society.

What “X is a social construct” doesn’t mean: we made this thing up so it is totally meaningless and has absolutely no consequences.

nblesbianasks:

There is no scale for nonbinary. There is no ‘not nonbinary enough’. If you’re nonbinary, you’re nonbinary. There isn’t a competition. You don’t need to have ‘this’ amount of dysphoria, or even change your pronouns. You can just be nonbinary. 

I promise you are enough. 

You are whole. 

luulapants:

Story time:

In middle school biology, we did an experiment. We were given yams, which we would sprout in cups of water. We then had to make hypotheses about how the yams would grow, based on descriptions of yam plants in our books, and make notes of our observations as they grew.

Here’s what was supposed to happen: we were supposed to see that the actual growth of the plant did not resemble our hypotheses. We were then supposed to figure out that these were, in fact, sweet potatoes.

What actually happened was that every single student in every single class lied in their notes so that their observations perfectly matched their hypotheses. See, everyone assumed the mismatch meant they had done something wrong in the process of growing the plant or that they had misunderstood the dichotomous key or the plant identification terminology. And, thanks to the wonders of a public school education, everyone assumed the wrong results would get us a failing grade. We were trying to pass. We didn’t want to get bitched out by the teacher. Curiosity, learning, science - that had nothing to do with why we were sitting in that classroom. So we all lied.

The teacher was furious. She tried to fail every student, but the administration stepped in and told her she wasn’t allowed to because a 100% fail rate is recognized as a failure of the teacher, not the class. It wasn’t even her fault, really, though her being a notorious hard-ass didn’t help. It was a failure of the entire educational system.

So whenever I see crap like Elizabeth Holmes’s blood test scam or pharmaceutical trials which are unable to be replicated or industry-funded research that reaches wildly unscientific conclusions, I just remember those fucking sweet potatoes. I remember that curiosity dies when people are just trying to give their superiors the “right” answers, so they can get the grade, get the job, get the paycheck. It’s not about truth when it’s about paying rent. There’s no scientific integrity if you can’t control for human desperation.