WHAT HOW COUPD YOU POST ABIUT BBNO$

Look, this is what moral OCD is like for me:

I walk past a piece of paper. I don’t pick it up because I had a long day at work and it’s very cold outside. This then becomes my internal monologue:

I didn’t pick up that piece of paper, I should have. Don’t I care about the environment? It’s not my trash, I shouldn’t have to pick it up. But also that’s how these things happen right? We place the blame on others as our environment degrades. It was just a piece of paper, it’s not like it can do that much damage. But also how do I know: I’m not an environmental expert. Maybe stray paper scraps are killing the frogs. You’re literally killing the frogs. You should look up how many frogs die a year so you know how shitty you are-No stop it.

I care about the environment, and I recycle and I joined green activism movements but is that enough? I could be doing more. I should be doing more. I should donate my entire check to charity. But isn’t it self serving to think that my one check could help that much? Do I really think I’m that important, how self entitled and-no stop it, reset! You are obsessing and if you fall for it, you will not eat dinner. Let it go.

Okay it’s just a piece of paper. It’s okay you skipped it this once: it could have had something dangerous on it. Yeah that makes sense. But also, that means I’m putting my own safety over trying to help the environment, which is very selfish of me. I’m just one shitty person: god how could I be so self absorbed. I should have picked up the piece of paper. I’m so selfish, and shitty and-no, no, stop it! This is not helpful. It’s fine.

It’s been a long day and I’m cold, that’s not a crime- no that’s being selfish again, you’re making excuses. You’re just a lazy piece of shit who doesn’t care about others, and selfish and God the fact you’re thinking this much about one piece of paper shows how selfish you are, you care more about if you’re a good person than anything else, you’re a piece of shit, you’re a piece of shit, YOU’RE A PIECE OF SHIT.

I get home and open up Tumblr. The first post I see says “if you don’t reblog this post about the environment you’re as complicit as an oil billionaire.” I close my computer and resign myself to looking up the state frog populations until I go to bed.

I don’t eat dinner.

The amount of frogs that die a year is somewhere from 200 million to over 1 billion.

reblog to thank ur mutuals for providing enrichment to ur enclosure

and what would that reward be, huh?

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whatever you need, baby.

me too please ill wait in line behind u

need her to shred me next

literally. anyways who wants to give me head :3

adding “:3” to the end of my messages like I didn’t just write the most disgustingly down bad and horny shit known to man

running full speed to your place btw

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im waiting for you baby, my panties are already soaked thinking about the things we're gonna do to each other.

listened to them rant abt nerdy things for like over an hour and im just like sitting there with hearts in my eyes like pleaseeee top me top me top me top me

"AND ANOTHER THING" im taking my shirt off

that one line in so high school-taylor swift where she says "touch me while your bros play grand theft auto" i giggle every time because its so unserious 😭

but on the other hand, that one line in skinny-billie eilish where she says "and the old me is still me and maybe the real me and i think she's pretty" literally rips my heart out every time

something i keep experiencing