he’s just not my cup of tea.

yeah. I don’t get what people see in him.

This is largely because I don’t find Idris particularly charming or talented.

Am i the only one slightly confused by why Idris Elba is a thing?

the state of that Dallas DA’s office. Holy damn.

His eyes look sad. I don’t know what that means if anything.

does just hugging them count? (loves baby seals.)

I don’t know how to feel. On one hand, good on him feeling uncomfortable. On the other, I’m not ok with random dudes with guns strolling around someone’s house and threatening to castrate and rape someone.. I am conflicted.

Since I’m not able to go to the gym (stupid laceration to left index finger) is there anyone who wants to talk weightlifting shop with me? Let’s discuss cleans, the Olympics, and the Chinese national team’s penchant for looking the most jacked.

Ooh it’s a troll. Such a nuanced argument.

yeah it was bad.

I will. But yeah, haven’t been on a date in 15 years.

thank you. still working on that overly submissive part, but doing a lot better. Like, I don’t flirt or do anything that requires me to make the first move because I’ve internalized that doing that makes me a threatening figure.

It actually helped me, when I found my therapist, that he walked me through the good parts of being masculine because I didn’t necessarily feel like a man anymore. I felt weak, and soft, and overly submissive. I still struggle with being overly submissive.

I know when I was dealing with coming to grips with being raped, if someone had called me a victim, I would have shut down. I needed a therapist who would tell me that I had been in a fight, and I had been knocked down, but whether I was out was up to me.

If I hadn’t been so angry that I was hearing the Kill Bill siren, I might have said this.

I was pointing out the mental health and suicide gap and how men and women express their emotions in different ways and might require different therapuetical models. Person came in and went on about how men really don’t express emotions, and that they need to forgo everything about masculinity and instead become more…

like the sort of people who constantly claim they hate men to the point you think they’re not joking, and will derail male-positive posts and spaces by saying how boys are all ugly and bad and women are all great and perfect.

On a day where I’ve been feeling deeply angry, and have been assailed by the worst morons of Tumblr feminism, Yoko Ono telling me she loves me feels good.

what in the high-key fuck?