"I Would Kill For You. I Would Die For You" Would You Take A Break For Me? Would You Sit Down And Rest?

han sooyoung girl of all time. she really painstakingly wrote a whole novel for over a decade for a single reader and then another version of herself logged in just to dislike that person's comments specifically

I can be so normal about that very inconsequential topic brought up in conversation 

han sooyoung (13 years old) (asshole): oh my god why do you keep harrassing me about this dumb plagarism shit like kys weirdo

han sooyoung (1863rd version) (watching her younger self suicide bait the person shes writing twsa for just so he won't do specifically that):

wait and another neat thing about stray: the way it ties humanity to class! where do you see the most pro-human sentiment in the game? its in the slums! theres the ‘rip humans <3′ graffiti, the robot that cares for the plants because the humans liked them, and of course you find b-12 near that area as well. its also where all the outsiders came from; the ones that are still able to both dream of and actively work towards a better life for themselves and their loved ones, and all the robots in general. even the enemies in this section of the game are biological in nature.

then you have midtown, the middle-class police state area. suddenly the main enemies are robotic surveillance cameras, not living creatures. this is also where you start to encounter robots that are not friendly, and that will sell each other out for profit. there are also robots that will try to keep you out of certain areas, unlike in the slums where you could mostly go where you pleased. for the most part the robots still tend to be friendly here; but not all of them are altruistic, and there’s no real sense of an overarching community.

and finally, you get to the upper levels, the area for the elites, where the upper class stayed literally above it all to run the city… and theres no one there. there are no people. the robots are just robots: they have no names, they make no conversation, they merely complete their assigned tasks as if nothing has changed. i almost expected to find real humans here, or at least a corpse or something in the control room, but… nothing. there is no humanity, in any form. its a pretty, pristine, wasteland.

but down in the filthy, zurk-infested slums, humanity lives on.

translator? uhm.. im actually trans right now

i hope everything gets easier soon. or at least funnier. amen

one piece saved my life man

then and now

Hearing the stories of the women in my life and it is so heartbreaking to see how much they loathe their bodies. “I used to be thin” “I had always thought I was fat” “I couldn’t stand my body in pictures” “My body has this scar and it is so ugly” 

And it’s treated like normal things to think. There is nothing wrong with being fat, there is nothing wrong with having scars, there is nothing wrong with having stretch marks and wrinkles and a tummy that just won’t go away. Our bodies are the home we are given to make memories in and that includes nasty bumps and scars and weird smells and creaks.