et cetera et alia
Just a message: if you genuinely think women have privilege because they get raped often enough to be able to use false rape claims as a weapon, then you’re a revolting human being and don’t ever come near me.
At some time, some point before men learned to measure time with mechanical contrivances, man in Africa saw that life was rhythm. Night and day, seasons and weather, planting and harvest, conception and birth, the sound of a galloping herd of zebra, the beat of his own heart and a hundred other of nature’s rhythms were there for him to feel.
Other men in other places felt the same rhythms. Other men in other places ritualized them, too. But somewhere along the way, those other men in other places sought more than survival and more than a place in the order of things. They got what they wanted but lost what they had. For the wealth of feeling spirits and rhythms, they got the wealth of concrete and glass.
But nature will balance itself. Of physical disharmony comes mental anguish and a desire to return to what once was for a chance to make what might have been."
it’s somewhat satisfying to be able to say that you’re some kind of person.
even if it’s a horrible, selfish one. at least you know.--->
I fucking hate shopping for clothes. I hate it.
1.) I spend my money.
2.) I spend more of my money.
3.) I already have clothes. Some that aren’t torn.
4.) I spend my money.
5.) It’s boring.
6.) What if it they don’t fit? I’d have to fucking try on ANOTHER pair of pants? And run the risk of THOSE not fitting either? And for what? So I can go spend my money on them?
7.) It sucks.
8.) All of the other reasons.--->