after a long day of work i accidentally greeted someone with my reflex customer service “hey how can i help you” and without missing a beat he accidentally said “hey what can i get ya” (he works at starbucks) and that was the closest i’ve ever felt to someone
we were two NPC’s who met irl
Playboy’s catcall flowchart.
I’m reblogging Playboy. Somebody stop me.
Even Playboy wants men to stop screaming at women on the street. When the pinnacle of female objectification is telling you you’re being a sexist pig, maybe for real you’re being a sexist pig. (I mean, women have been telling you you’re a sexist pig for catcalling for a long time, but then again, they’re *women* so their opinions don’t count. Now a magazine for men has acknowledged it so LISTEN UP.)
Even Playboy wants men to stop screaming at women on the street. That needed to be repeated. Even Playboy.
any relationship that could be “ruined” by having a conversation about feelings, standards, or expectations wasn’t really firm enough anyway, so there isn’t much to ruin
fake conversations in your head of you venting to someone
working through trauma by yelling at no one while driving alone
real big trauma mood is crying for 5 minutes once every six months and then going back to repressing every emotion
