In honor of Tomodachi Life 2 getting announced here’s a painting of the iconic hotel
thinking about how when you experience a lot of shame in your formative years (indirectly, directly, as abuse or just as an extant part of your environment) it becomes really difficult to be perceived by other people in general. the mere concept of someone watching me do anything, whether it's a totally normal activity or something unfamiliar of embarrassing, whether I'm working in an excel spreadsheet or being horny on main, it just makes my skin crawl and my brain turn to static because I cannot convince myself that it's okay to be seen and experienced. because to exist is to be ashamed and embarrassed of myself, whether I'm failing at something or not, because my instinctive reaction to anyone commenting on ANYTHING I'm doing is to crawl into a hole and die. it's such a bizarre and dehumanizing feeling to just not be able to exist without constantly thinking about how you are being Perceived. ceaseless watcher give me a god damn break.
Bird incels probably have something called the featherpill about peacocking and they're on bird reddit talking about how a bird chose Chad for his display of feathers and dance
guy who thinks hes a genius-level master manipulator who gaslights everyone so they do what he wants except none of his lies make sense and hes clearly not telling the truth but nobody wants to hurt his feelings so they all just go along with it
and they say white people can’t cook
i’m going to burst into tears. such a hauntingly stupid and wonderful phrase to immortalize somewhere. LOOK AT PIttbert!
i know it's old news at this point but this headline still fucking kills me
Do I have to do everything myself around here?
RIP 4Chan, i'll never forget this post that instantly cured my social anxiety upon reading it 🫡