#I've suffered enough

[lastoneout]

Sorry that post is still bugging me like y'all know the only reason you're taught to obsess over what you eat is so rich assholes can sell you things and most of the "rules" come from a fucking weirdo conman who showed his actual literal shit that came out of his ass to people to prove his nonsense "right" as if that's normal behavior. Bro thought only vegetarians got into heaven, he should NOT be taken seriously, especially after like 100 years. Reading about what Kellogg believed is like reading a bullshit fad diet blog like it's scary how clear it is that most of our ideas about health came form a guy who was so fucking weird he got kicked out of the goddamn Seventh Day Adventist church. And idk about you but I'm not going to spend my life freaking out about how much butter I put on my veggies so a CEO or influencer can make bank off selling me shit a fucking fringe conspiracy theorist from the 1900s who thought he could make lions vegan came up with.

Liberate yourselves from this fatphobic protestant nonsense, I am BEGGING you, life is way too short to spend this much time obsessing over how much fat is in your food. "Healthy" is an ever shifting social construct that benefits the diet industry and systemic fatphobia first and everyone else never and almost all of the science has shown that most of our ideas about what counts are healthy are so wrong it's genuinely laughable. Eating is healthy, not eating is so much worse for you than butter and salt and sugar ever could be. None of this is actually about being healthy it's about demonizing fat people so skinny people can lie to themselves about how much control they have over their lives and funnel money into an industry that thrives off of suffering. And you know what?? Even if it was unhealthy you do not owe anyone health. Being healthy is not a moral obligation and being unhealthy is not a moral failing and anyone who says it is should never be listened to. You deserve to enjoy your food, what the fuck is the point of having such a fucked up relationship with food your whole life?? Who cares about living to 100 if you're miserable the whole time. Food is good and you deserve to enjoy it!!!

Please for the love of god do not let the legacy crusty corpse of a con-artist who believed his own bullshit carried forward by monsters who turn suffering and bigotry into money monopolize your mind to the point that you spend 80 years patting yourself on the back for how much joy you've denied yourself every time you sit down to eat. You can fucking relax, I promise you. Just eat. It's okay.

[haerinyan]

i'm finally getting treated for depression

[fategoflatass]

This made me think of you @arataka-reigen

[dreamwithgeorge]

i only slept for like 2 hours last night, and not even bc of waiting for the drideo but the fact that it was so hot i couldn't fall asleep, and now i'm at work and i'm so tired

[tangerwoll]

NOT EMPTY NET

[loveridden1999]

hopefully may will be kinder to me

[mezzo-morte]

Having acne after 25 should entitle you to surgery. Of any kind

[gracefullou]

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[acid-ixx]

mild spoilers for chapter six for my series again &. again, but i really feel the need to ramble about this, and i'd love to hear anybody's opinion on this hehe.

as i write outline chapter six (and write for chapter five), i'd like to say i couldn't wait to write the reader's face reveal in bruce's perspective. and it's not just angst, for me, this plays a very pivotal turn for the series— because bruce will spiral to insanity.

to never once see a single portrait of your second youngest child, whose presence has long been erased from the manor, not a single image, nor trace of you is sickening to the heart, even if he scours through the internet day and night for a single memoir of you, nothing— but to find your portrait in alfred's living quarters and seeing you for the first time in forever? graduating a milestone no less?

god, he's in for a ride just analyzing every aspect of your physical appearance.

the color of your eyes, the shape of your nose, the quip of your mouth, the fat in your cheeks; even the length of your lashes! god, does he brand it into the deepest parts of his mind to never forget you anymore. his pearl, his treasure.

the longer he stares, the more he notices and gazes even more, obsessive as he stands lonesome in the room with every bone in his body locking up, his eyes unable to look away from the portrait that showcases his baby child.

and there, there it is that he concludes a detail so small it's unrecognizable for someone who's seen it for his entire life; yet it's all the same triggered deranged emotions deep within him.

— you don't just share him and your mother's traits, no, your smile is also reminiscent of his mother's.

martha wayne, who'd died in his arms, laying in a pool of her blood with a bullet grazed deep inside her body. his loving mother, who caressed his face whenever he'd cry from his nightmares, who'd shown him motherly love that until now he still craves.

she died with her pearl necklace that once decorated her porcelain neck spilling to the ground and stained with crimson.

you wore pearl earrings on your graduation.

the thought alone is enough for him to just snap.

this? this is the child that he's been neglecting far too long? who shares the same, loving expression of his mother's? his child? not even a single memory could be conjured with you but fantasies now do. if your happiest moments were within the picture frame that he holds with shivering fingers at present; could your smile be any wider if you'd be with him?

how come he never once noticed? why is bruce always destined to fail left and right? why, just why is he brimming with jealousy for all the people who must've seen your smile before him, and contempt for himself that he was never there to pick you up from the police station beforehand?

bruce isn't a heckler for favoritism, but a darker part of him is motivated to take you away from wherever you are, and to never let anybody else witness his beautiful, little treasure.

he's gotham's knight, first and foremost. but he's a father, too, with goals to protect his children just like a father should.

and the things he'd do for you, his child, now? anything.

if it means he has to see that smile, then he'll turn the world upside-down.

he has to protect your smile.

[peri-fairywinkle-cosma]

JAR!?!? IREP YOU FREAKY FUCK—

made a new gif, for when y'all wanna slam me against a wall

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

finally at that age where i'm thinking i should get a tattoo. not bc i feel strongly about it, just seems like a waste not to. i've got so much skin i'm not using

[barghest-land]

they're done! a little study of psittacosaurus sibiricus. i really like them and wanted to explore and learn more about their anatomy in the process!

[crossistent]

[sacredashes]

Male characters don’t seem to inspire this kind of public venting and vitriol.

Mythal (& Solas) // Anna Gunn's I Have a Character Issue

[lively-run-away]

i want that bitch dead. i want that critter be absolutely clapped

[flyolai-brainrot]

i am shriveling away