Emailed professor, told him I’m sick.
I’m just going to stay in bed until Pride today, because it’s our last meeting and I want to be there for that. In the meantime, maybe I can get some homework done or something.
is it a day that you can stay in bed? because i totally recommend it if you can. you deserve it.
I mean, I have class, but my roommate talked me into emailing the professor and telling him I’m sick and can’t make it today. That’s my only major thing, except Pride later tonight, but I can probably still go to that.
the denim thing was, iirc, actually started by a survivor. my school does the same thing—a lot of these movements are spearheaded by survivors themselves.
That’s…. interesting. Good to know, I guess. Doesn’t help the fact that most of my wardrobe is triggering me right now, though. But I’ll concede that my feelings are my own and not representative of survivors in general.
Anonymous asked: Hey I was wondering, was the post about you being tired of celebs being terrible about or because of one celeb in particular?
Hey anon, sorry, I was at work.
Yeah, that post was about a particular celeb. There was a post on my dash about Scarlett Johansson supporting Woody Allen, which is something I found out a few days ago and I’m trying to deal with. Because I love(d) ScarJo, but I have exactly 0 room in my life for rape apologists. So I’m disappointed, and trying to separate my favorite character from my (ex)favorite actress, and basically it’s making me cranky and misanthropic.
i’m not going to sugarcoat this anymore: i think the avengers are a polyamorous superhero alliance
I am not a good person. I complain about people being shitty, like I’m so much better, when really I’m just a hypocrite.
I’m too selfish to give up the people I already have, but I think it’s best for everyone if I don’t inflict myself on any new people.
I am so, so tired of my celeb heroes turning out to be terrible people.
Not even angry. Just tired.
It’s better if I just don’t get excited about anything. Then I can’t be disappointed.
millions of real existing people fall in love with straight men. what the fuck
im still thinking about this. they dont just befriend and hang out with straight men, they get emotional about them. they think ‘this person is the best thing that ever happened to me’. i think there was a time when this phenomenon made sense to me but now it does not.