THERE IS SOMETHING VERY WRONG WITH THE GENERAL MALE MENTALITY WHEN I, AS A MALE WITH MANY FEMALE FRIENDS, HAVE TO FREQUENTLY PRETEND TO BE MY FRIENDS’ BOYFRIEND SIMPLY SO OTHER DUDES WON’T BE CREEPY AND FUCKING GROPE THEM
THERE IS SOMETHING VERY WRONG WITH THE GENERAL MALE MENTALITY WHEN THEY RESPECT COMPETITION MORE THAN THE ACTUAL PERSON THEY’RE TRYING TO GET WITH
“No society can legitimately call itself civilised if a sick person is denied medical aid because of a lack of means.”—Aneurin Bevan, Founder of the National Health Service (via overjoyed-onetwenty-three)
I love lasagna. Personally, my favorite part of the lasagna is the cheese filling, and after that it’s probably the meat, but I love lasagna. When presented with a slice of lasagna, I eat the whole damn thing. But the experience is not one where I go “Oh goody, lasagna cheese!” and then proceed to tolerate everything else so I can get to it. The whole is just as important as my favorite part, because without the whole, the part has no meaning. It’s a lump of cheese on a plate, and not a lasagna.
So yes, people do love pieces of you, facets of your personality, faces that you show to them. But it’s with the understanding that they love those parts most directly as parts, parts of a complete whole, and that’s you. Just because they enjoy one focus of you doesn’t mean that the rest is just uninteresting garbage to wade through, You’re still a damn fine lasagna.
I don’t care who you are.
Do not treat me like a child my entire life.
And make me “just another part of YOUR life” despite me wanting my own.
And then mouth off to me whenever I grow a backbone and tell me I’m attacking you.
Because by god you fucking deserve it.