some troll on instagram decided it was worth their time to photoshop my tshirt to say ‘kill it’, encouraging other troll accounts to say things like ‘kill it with fire’. they wish death on me because i don’t hate myself. it’s really bizarre to have such a one-sided war concerning my body. actual living, breathing human beings feel so strongly about hating strangers’ bodies that aren’t theirs that they create dozens of accounts and websites and tumblrs and subreddits literally dedicated to it. i don’t have time to hate my body, time to hate others’, or time to care about people that don’t care about the emotional well-being of strangers. your hate is not welcome in my life. get a better fucking hobby.
bruno mars used to almost exclusively drop sad ass songs about unrequited love or lost love or whatever and now he’s just out here dropping one feel good banger after another like what kind of goals