
Katie, 22, cis, white. she/they/haunt. Mr. Worldwide.
truly my LEAST favorite form of advertisement these days is the faux-tiktoker/influencer who is here to Sell Me Something. the “omg unbox my Pureology ™ skincare haul!!!” “doing the #NespressoChallenge!!!” “you guys will not BELIEVE what i got from shein-“ like its scary. its WEIRD. not only do i have no idea who these perfectly manicured, babytalking people are they feel less like real people than even an actual advertiser does. stop trying to make me believe you are my friend. you are something inhuman to me. you are a changeling. you are a brand wearing ill fitting human skin and i see its skeletal shape shift beneath the surface.
yes im in my 20s but this is only my first week of being alive
becausegoodheroesdeservekidneys:
These wonderful people have a single braincell to share but unfortunately none of them are using it
meditations on first philosophy (1641) - rene descartes
“who give a shit”
Being obsessed with your own OCs but literally never creating any art or content for them is such a curse. You’ll be like “this reminds me of blorbo from my head :)”, and everyone else will just be like “? who thef uck”