Night all! 🥰
Hey you. You’re valid and I love your ships. 😘

“I can fix him.” I can ride him like a pony. I can make him beg like a dog.
“In can fix her.” No. I can serve her and kneel before her.
Anyways. I hate you minimalism I hate you ‘not like other girls’ I hate you assumption that loving makeup and color and design makes you awful I hate you beauty is thin light girls with single colored clothes and plain hair I hate you ‘don’t stand out too much’ I hate you glossy white countertops and monochrome color schemes that destroy historical homes with personality in every faded paint or crack I hate you glorification of plainness I hate you media design that’s gone from cute icons to nothing I hate you high fashion that’s a single white shirt for $500 and is suddenly the ‘peak of fashion’ I hate you the assumption that joy is vapid and loving brightness and clothes and eyeshadow and life makes you awful and more than anything I hate myself for every single time I find myself thinking the same thing and feeling shame bubble up for things I should love freely