This Reminds Me Of Someone I Know Hahhahaa

basically

It really is wild how people who don't understand what consent is really do not understand what consent is. The idea that they're supposed to know how someone wants to be treated, and err to the side of caution or even ask if they aren't sure is absurd when you genuinely do not understand the concept.

"What, you need consent for everything these days?" Literally yes. And not just these days, but always have and always will.

"Do I need consent to kiss my wife in the morning? Do I need consent to shake someone's hand after a business meeting? Do I need CoNsEnT to braid my daughter's hair?"

Yes, yes and yes. A neurotypical person of reasonably passable social skill should have the ability to either instinctively understand when their touch is welcome, or logically conclude when their touch is socially expected. If you truly, literally, genuinely cannot tell whether your own child delights in you playing with her hair or merely endures it, then yeah, maybe you shouldn't touch anyone at all, ever, before you learn how to do that.

"Do I need consent to make eye contact with strangers on the street? Do I need consent from everyone on board before I get on the bus?"

Okay now you're just throwing a tantrum because someone told you 'no'.

teenage jesse tagging up random places around albuquerque with his stupid little signature is funny as fuck because obviously thats what he was doing back then but it kind of becomes bittersweet when u think about how thats probably all of jesse that remains in abq. most of the graffiti got covered over or cleaned but theres probably a pay phone or a sign somewhere in the city that still has a faded "jpi" long after he's escaped to freedom. every part of his past self has been either forcibly stripped away or reluctantly relinquished and his identity for the first twenty-five years of his life, the twenty-five years he spent in this city, is completely erased from physical existence except for a lone tag tucked under some corner like the last fossilized remnants of some ancient civilization.

lucky bitches are the ones who don't need to put specific things in tags because they're so popular

skateboarding at night is so healing

i dont care about any funny anime gag except for the girl trying to peg her boyfriend and instead of showing sex the next frame is her in a jumpsuit doing maitencne on a manhole

50 posts!

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ignore if I was cringe literally ever

to be honest I only got Tumblr because I was tired of seeing screenshots of Tumblr posts posted onto Pinterest

I bring a sort of "Tumblr users bitch about other platforms too much" vibe to the function that nobody likes