You may find yourself asking "do multiple people post from this blog" and the answer is yes: Weed Me and Normal Me
people will look at classic dystopian sci-fi like "wow how did the author predict this would happen" and the answer is they didn't. they hoped and hoped this wouldn't happen. (some of them, the lucky few perhaps, even died believing the worst had been averted.) these writers took a look at terrible things happening around them, and imagined a future where these terrible things dominated and warped reality, and they held it up to the audience and said "see? does this future not appall you??? it has already begun."
dystopian fiction isn't a prediction. it is a warning and a PLEA
why are people talking to me
Working on my locomotion
Chibi Jesus
I’m such a hypocrite and just proved my first point
It’s so funny when I some people try to compare moral Orel to bojack horseman knowingly they’re the exact same with their fanbase. Like u all think the same with seeing bojack/clay as “such complex characters” – they’re just abusers. That’s it. The only difference is that bojack was really just an innocent kid who had both his parents hating him and he gen didn’t deserve any of the treatment he got but clay, he was just fucking annoying and was such a mummy’s body that deserved a slap every now and then.
I think my mum wants me to learn how to tie gele
I’m seeing myself in a lens that reminds me of my family friend and it’s healed something in me
It also reminds me of my sisters teenagehood
I am feeling really bratty and like annoyed with human beings in general right now. Haven’t even had to withstand a hard conversation all week but I’m somehow feeling this way and like “ready” for a confrontation. In a way that’s purely in my head.
My finger is literally throbbing right now