So I follow people like @ummquestion and see all the white guilt posts and it’s just so… cringey. Like, you see posts like
“Ugh white people are so stupid (p.s. I’m white, watch how I hate myself so you POC people will see me as an ally and feel better about yourselves. please love me)”
“On behalf of all white people, I’m sorry! We’re horrible people, myself included!”
And I just shake my head because it’s so pathetic. They’re like groveling at our feet and it’s so unwarranted and unnecessary. I’m just like, ugh please stop. It’s not being humble, you’re not atoning for the sins of your ancestors or other white people. You are you, and you don’t represent or hold the guilt of the actions of anyone but yourself. Get off the floor, you’re just making your own self look pathetic. Stop looking for brownie points because you’re not getting any. Not from any self-respecting person at least. The only thing you do get is my pity as I just shake my head at how undignified you’re being.
More expressions n stuff. I just noticed his head’s kinda shaped like a squash. ….Neat.
Other notes: his hair kinda comes out into little points in the back kinda like crab!Tamatoa’s neck spikes. The hair on top is always a mess because he wears that gaudy helmet all the time. Human!Tamatoa, squash-head aside, is also 1000% NECK. Also he purses his lips when he’s thinking.
What’s the matter? You don’t look as pretty as you wish? That’s kinda true, you do look a little…. how can I say it? Round. Round, fat, piggy, ugly as shit, and on and on and on. When you will realize that this will never do any good to you?? Feel bad because you have eatten too much? Can’t purge? GO EXERCISE BITCH. Starve the day next. Start doing a change today to get different results tomorrow. Get advices, a buddy, pills, stimulating things, ANYTHING to make you do the right thing. Don’t let me down, not now. By the end of the year? Show all your relatives how you can be dedicated to what you do and not just some troubled ordinary girl… Make them think how beatiful you are after losing those extra fat. You won’t let us down. Will you?
When you see me sitting quietly, Like a sack left on the shelf, Don’t think I need your chattering. I’m listening to myself. Hold! Stop! Don’t pity me! Hold! Stop your sympathy! Understanding if you got it, Otherwise I’ll do without it! When my bones are stiff and aching, And my feet won’t climb the stair, I will only ask one favor: Don’t bring me no rocking chair. When you see me walking, stumbling, Don’t study and get it wrong. ‘Cause tired don’t mean lazy And every goodbye ain’t gone. I’m the same person I was back then, A little less hair, a little less chin, A lot less lungs and much less wind. But ain’t I lucky I can still breathe in.