There Is Literally Nothing In This World More Endearing Than A Girl Who Is An Absolute Loser

pretentious moment incoming but why is everyone's idea of fashion so fucking boring these days. why the fuck did my manager just ask me "what's with the scarf". "what's with the scarf" fuck man do I need a reason to wear a faggy little scarf now? you could just say "nice scarf man". what's with your attitude

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seeing straight men be disgusted by booktok smut recommenders has actually radicalized me to the side of booktok smut recommenders. girls your taste may be atrocious but i will never disparage you for exposing mainstream discourse to the concept of soaking through your underwear. spent my whole life listening to men talk about penises it’s about time they get jumpscared by women talking about pussy in crude detail on social media. go forth and goon my warriors

A Masterpiece in Self-Sabotage: Humanity’s Magisterial Climate Destruction

Here’s a fun fact to ponder: humanity, that apex of evolutionary ingenuity, is systematically torching the only known life-supporting biosphere in the universe. Yes, we’re currently starring in the cosmic theater’s most tragicomic act—"How to Obliterate Your One and Only Home.“ Bravo, us.

The science is irrefutable, though denialists insist on wielding their willful ignorance like a badge of honor. Anthropogenic climate change—the catastrophically accelerating alteration of Earth’s climate system through the reckless emission of greenhouse gases—is not merely "happening.” It is spiraling, dragging ecosystems, weather patterns, and future generations into an entropic abyss of our own design. The empirical data? Overwhelming. Carbon dioxide concentrations have surged beyond 420 parts per million, a level unseen for millions of years. Glaciers? Disappearing. Sea levels? Rising with the precision of an apocalypse-in-waiting. Biodiversity? Eroding faster than the attention span of anyone scrolling through climate headlines.

And yet, we persist. Why? Because humans are evidently hardwired for lexical gymnastics over substantive action. We deflect, obfuscate, and euphemize—turning “global warming” into “climate variability,” and “extinction crisis” into “biodiversity offsetting.” The linguistic sleight of hand is as impressive as it is insidious. By the time we’ve wrapped our tongues around phrases like “technological mitigation strategies,” we’ve already rationalized the continued plundering of the planet.

Make no mistake: this is no mere environmental issue. It is an existential catastrophe masquerading as an inconvenience. Earth’s delicate atmospheric equilibrium, fine-tuned over eons, is not a system we can replicate in a corporate boardroom or terraform on Mars. Our celestial neighbors are barren wastelands, after all, but surely the same species that believes in infinite economic growth on a finite planet can find a workaround for that, too.

The bitter irony? We possess the technological acumen and intellectual capital to halt this devastation. But alas, our collective willpower is as fragile as the polar ice caps. The dazzling hubris of humanity blinds us to the grotesque reality: we are the arsonists of a burning house, furiously debating semantics while the flames lick at the foundations.

So here we are, racing headlong toward a dystopian tableau where climate-induced chaos renders our arguments moot. If nothing else, our penchant for linguistic precision will remain a poignant epitaph: Here lies humanity, undone not by ignorance, but by its own verbosity.

His ass does not pay attention enough to know all of their genders. Toph wears baggy clothes, he squinted at her and went “yeah that’s a boy. Or boy adjacent. Probably.” and moved on. Ally???

been thinking about ponyos parents a lot recently

It's crazy how giant squids and sperm whales just have like giant kaiju battles down in the deepest depths everyday and it's real

craving the kind of intimacy that requires surgical tools

if i had a time machine and i wanted to absolutely destroy an ancient emperor or king, i would take them to the shark tunnel of an aquarium. giving them an ozymandias view of their legacy would do nothing, they can see that all empires rot just by looking around them. but the shark tunnel of an aquarium is something they haven’t seen before, something no one has seen before, something magnificent that they could build with technology only slightly out of their reach. they would bankrupt their nation trying to recreate that shark tunnel for themself. their dynasty would collapse within three generations, and, if heaven is on my side, they themself will be eaten by a shark to the delight of generations of historians to come