I like that though

I like Mildred. Such a shame that names go ‘out of date’.

I think names would actually be more meaningful if people picked their own.

I remember as a kid in my area this game was called Toilets.

If you got caught you were a toilet and had to stand with your arm out until someone pushed on it and said ‘flush.’

I miss the toilet game haha

I liked it at 11. Used to annoy teachers doodling eagles and owls on absolutely everything.

What species is this mohawked cutie pie?

Birds are awesome. Loved them even as a kid when it was hopelessly uncool.

I don’t own a gun. I’m from a country where it’s not an option. To assume makes an ASS out of u and me.

Your point is bullshit. Not all people are good. Rapists exist. Serial killers exist. I’d like some options if I ever ran into one.

Guns would at least cause some difficulty oppressing people.

^probably this.

It is most definitely not an easy ride. I have had complete stranger come up to me in the street and lecture me about being thin. I wasn’t even underweight. I was normal for my height. Happened recently and I’m way heavier than I used to be and people STILL do it.

Could be something she does is burning energy and you haven’t figured out what.

I used to wonder why I never gained weight despite eating twice what other people did…I never thought to factor in being extremely active because it was normal for me. I didn’t think brutal martial arts classes or 5k runs counted as being ‘active’. I thought it was normal.

Granted I wasn’t underweight and didn’t need to gain but I really wanted to look like Zarya from Overwatch

I get that it’s a bit inappropriate to be flippant and make jokes but if I worried about this every time I saw a headline about it I’d die from my adrenal glands exploding and melting a hole through the back of my computer chair.

sings Descending…unrelenting…beauty of annihilation…

Oopsie poopsie.

I think it just bothers me that people shove the idea of being this cuddly nurturer at me and don’t give a shit if it’s what I want.

A chess improvement company once wrote an article about me and although I was deeply grateful for the opportunity I am also very glad I saw the first draft because the reporter invented a whole imaginary child. While cutting a lot of my thoughts about annihilation and how it’s a fairly staple tactical skill.

To his credit he removed it when I asked but…ugh. Can people not stay on topic ever? I swear to God I could be in the middle of defusing a bomb and someone would mention husbands or children.

What in the name of diarrhea is this? Someone please just explain like I’m a complete idiot

Because what they clearly meant is that I came across as being nothing but help staff.

Christ that’s so fucked.

No a very traditional and backwards woman made a comment about how I’d be a good wife for her son who I don’t even know.

I don’t know how I managed to come across as that much of a worthless cored-out shell.