“Time And Time Again, History Shows Us That Caveat-laden Arguments About What Is Or Isn’t A Concentration

*hikes up my pant leg and points to a jagged scar* you see that? heh...yeah...that's from a gnome bite. it got really badly infected because the gnome was in a sugar rush. scary stuff...but i made it out *flexes my bicep* Ladies,

Hey fun fact you can bite girls and they like it

why tf would there be a “degrading” clothing section in your weirdass terf fantasy world

my dumb? founded. my flabbers? gasted. my gob??? smacked

putting a polaroid of you on my unhinged conspiracy board and linking you with a red string to a post it note that just says "gay"

You know, it's kinda funny how much of high fantasy centers around kings and nobility and courtly intrigue considering that the archetypal high fantasy, Lord of the Rings, had the rather explicit moral of "saving the world is up to this backwater hick and his gardener because no politician, least of all inherited nobility, would have the ability to see past their own ambition and throw away a weapon". Oh sure, Aragorn is a great king and all, but there's a reason he's over there running a distraction ring while the hobbits do the real work. Sauron loses because he gets distracted by kings and armies and great battles (i.e. typical high fantasy stuff) letting Frodo and Sam sneak through his back door and blow it all to hell.

Just saying, maybe old Jirt knew what he was saying when he said that the small folk doing their best and holding to each other was more powerful than a dozen alliances and superweapons and we should respect him for it.

I wonder how many people were buried with the wrong names. Not due to their parents disrespecting their identity, but because they themselves didn't know that it was wrong.

They never got to learn who they were. They never got to see what life could have been like. Who they could have been. What they could have done if only the world had allowed them to explore.

How many more of us could there be. How many more of us are out there. Numb to the fact that they aren't truly living. How many will never realize.

i would rather hang out with a thousand feedists and fat "fetishists" than even one so-called ally wailing and gnashing their teeth about the evils of *checks notes* finding fat people hot.

dealing with the worst case scenario

your condom breaks

you feel a lump on your breast

your friends are ignoring you

you’re stranded on an island 

you got rejected by a crush

you get into a car accident

you got stung by a bee/wasp

you got fired from your job

you’re in an earthquake

your tattoo gets infected

your house is on fire

you’re lost in the woods

you get arrested abroad

you get robbed

your partner cheated on you

you’re on a ship that’s sinking

you fall into ice

you’re stuck in an elevator

you hit a deer with your car

you have food poisoning

your pet passed away

you fall off of a horse

you or your friend has alcohol poisoning

you have toxic shock syndrome

your house has a gas leak