Every girl has had the experience where a creepy guy asks for our number and we don’t want to give it to him, but we also don’t want to get gutted in a back alley. “Give him a fake number!” I hear you call, okay and then he says “okay let me call you real quick!” Because they are learning. “Give them your number and then block them!” Okay and then they can plug it into something like Spokeo, pay $10 and know everything about you. So what do you do?
First pick a fake name, I use Jessica, then download the Google Voice app, hook it up to your email, pick a number, and set up a fake greeting with your fake name. You can set it to ring your actual phone like a normal call or text but they don’t have real info on you.
i think so much about that quote “a child weaned on poison considers harm a comfort” by Gillian Flynn because thats basically female socialization in a nutshell. We’re taught to hate ourselves and our bodies so self destruction looks pleasant and romantic.
Men fall back on “you deserve more/ you’re better than me” when they’re confronted by transformation and by a dynamic person who is prompting them to confronting their humanity but are too cowardly to traverse that
And it’s acceptable to say something as empty as that because 1. It enforces the role of Woman as Divine - stripping us of our humanity by elevating our status to Unattainable by virtue 2. It removes any accountability frm the man’s part, it effectively shifts the “blame” onto the woman, that the enigmatic deficiency is in the woman’s possession alone 3. Reinforces masculine deficiency. They can continue navigating relationships and friendships and interactions shallowly and incidentally.
The entire life cycle of patriarchal masculine identity is engineered to keep men spiritually and emotionally paralyzed and mutilated, but it is packaged as strength or liberation.
The irony is there is such a deep fear of castration and that manifests as panic and fleeing when they encounter dynamism and transformation and love etc - but the real castration lies in these deeply lacking and static relationships and bonds that are formed instead . That’s funny to me
character concept: two people who have been reincarnated for thousands of years and have always found eachother but instead of being in love they just fucking hate eachother
If you have Edison lights you automatically get the guillotine.
this place has a burger that’s topped with like 3 other kinds of meat and tastes like nothing but liquid smoke
guacamole is offered for $1.75
they have a sign up telling you no Wi-Fi talk to each other but they also want you to follow them on Instagram
they have a $17 burger that has “deconstructed” in its description.
All of the beverages are served in mason jars and the only straws they provide, on request, are dry pasta
Menus printed on brown paper that’s meant to look low-fi but actually costs $40 a ream
Your waiter has a man-bun and hotpants on and recommends you the low fat, low calzhigh soy veggie burger for $19.89. Fries aren’t served.
The microbrew menu is 300 pages thick and none of them are good
those ridiculously uncomfortable benches are always placed on a floor designed to make the most noise when you try to leave.
The seating is pretty terrible and it always smells like a farmers market in a recently burnt down barn.
The burger you ordered as medium will always come out well done
They don’t have a brand name soda fountain but instead carry sodas and colas made from roots and cane sugar. Their AC keeps the restaurant at a comfortable 55 degrees on a 70 degree day while the cardstock menu proudly boasts that they’re made from 100% recycled paper. Extra toppings can cost up to $5 depending on what you get.
The food you order to go comes in a brown paper bag
Restaurant tables are made of recycled wood. The aesthetic of the building is black, silver, brown, and red. Food eaten in is served in loose, small wax paper bags instead of plates. Prices on the menu do not show currency iconography beside them.
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