I hate when people comfort the privileged. Like, no. I want you to be fucking uncomfortable. I want you to take notice of the people being killed, raped, beaten, alienated because of their identity. I want you to think about how the system favours you and what that means for others. I want you to reevaluate your actions to make sure youre actively working against the systemic oppression of others. If you’re comfortable, then youre in the wrong.
i feel like i’m disappearing in all this noise; weeks pass like trains when you don’t have a second to take a deep breath.
it took me time to realize that the sky changes just as quickly as i do so i’m sorry for everything
I think skinny ppl can turn off her song and open literally any magazine, watch any other video or movie and tv show and see their body types idealized and praised