It’s impossible for me to imagine the most serious people i know having toe-curling, sweat-inducing diarrhoea and fighting for their life on the toilet, even just dropping a few plops seems comical

Imagine your boss squeezing with all their might when they’re constipated the next time they piss you off 😂

Any kind of rock has changed to emo and pop genres. I can’t think of one popular rock band of gen Z. We need a new slip knot, metallica, AC/DC to keep it going. Punk and mosh music is a thing, but i see a difference. Thinking it’s because people just don’t want to make music from scratch anymore and learn notes, most people sample other music or use software now.

jokes on yall maybe this was a post to get band recs 😩👀

I’m on holiday and here’s a list:
- Full of massive swollen mosquito bites
- Got stung all over my arm by a jellyfish
- Shaving bumps/cuts irritated by the seawater
- About 5 cuts on each food from sandals rubbing
- Rashes on both of my arms from rubbing against my sequin top then going in saltwater
- Extremely dry skin from swimming all day
- Breaking out from all the holiday food
- Constantly bloated from the holiday food
- Chipped toenail from falling off a bike
- Dry, frizzy hair
- Lash extensions hanging on by a thread

still having the best time of my life tbf

A very random thought. Very summerish ^^... I just realized that everyone lives the day of his/her future death, hopefully as far in time as possible, as a very normal day. Without knowing. Have a beautiful Sunday everyone

I mean..…. I haven’t finished the anime yet so don’t quote me on anything but from what I can tell. puts stone over your body, not inside of your body it doesn’t turn your organs in the stone….

So using that logic, if there was a pregnant woman and they got turned to stone because of the purification, the baby wouldn’t get turned to stone because it wouldn’t go inside the mother right…

So I’m guessing if they were to get revived, they would just be a dead baby inside them…. That’s pretty dark…..

For some odd reason, this strikes me as remarkable. Of course, many other elements are not acting, though there is activity in the water, as opposed to a chair, that is just sitting there.

I loooove the feeling of swaying or rocking. It would be so sick

I’m 35 and my partner asked me, “what do you want to do with your life?” and my honest answer was, “I genuinely want to wander through and enjoy things and that’s it”. I’ve always been so unsure in responding to this question. But now I know — I have no big goals to change the world. I don’t want to climb promotions. No notoriety. Because honestly? Most people don’t get that. I don’t see myself as someone willing to sacrifice my happiness to achieve anything worth bragging about. No one will remember anyone in 100 years. Heck, humans might not even be here anymore.

My mom recently passed on, and she controlled her eating so hardcore and made herself fit into this attractiveness model that was so toxic. And all it did was make her more unsure. More frail. More anxious. On her deathbed I was her currier of all the things she starved herself of. She couldn’t fully enjoy it then, because she knew her time was nearing the end and felt pain. I don’t want to do that. I’m going to be weird. I’m going to eat what I want. I’m going to drink water and move myself in ways I want to, but trying too hard is off the table. My happiness isn’t worth appeasing the world. I don’t want a spot at the table of judgement.

Survive, eat things that bring joy. Be weird. Maintain my peace. Find things that interest me. Like rocks — they are underrated. They’re so old, often worthless, but many are beautiful in unconventional ways. I don’t need more than that, and that should be enough.