people treat “~chubby girls~” like we’re some kind of fetish or like we want ur approval or are supposed to be grateful for u objectifying us like “oh wow thanks im so glad you would be able to stand having sex w me thank u” and Nah son
Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.