Hi! I am a girl and this is my blog. You are a very lucky individual to be here. Keep the lights down and make your bed please.
40 weirdly intriguing questions.
1. What’s a question you’re afraid to ask? To whom?
2. What’s something you hide about your personality?
3. What’s something other people think about you that you don’t agree with?
4. How do you deal with criticism?
5. What’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for you?
6. What’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever done for someone?
7. What’s something sweet you’d like someone to do for you?
8. Describe your favourite texture.
9. Which national or global tragedy were you closest to and how did it affect you?
10. Post a photo/draw a picture/write a poem (pick one) of a moment of personal significance.
11. Which fictional character would you most like to have lunch with and why?
12. Who would you say is your “anti” role model? Someone who serves as a warning rather than an inspiration?
13. What’s your least “politically correct” opinion?
14. What kind of underwear do you imagine Sherlock Holmes wears?
15. What’s one of the most difficult things you’ve ever had to do?
16. If you were an element on the Periodic Table, which would you be and why?
17. What’s the most infuriating thing your parents (or caregiver) do?
18. Which Disney Princess do you most identify with and why? Which is your favourite and why? And yes- ANYONE can answer this question.
19. You’re an Action Movie Hero. What’s your weapon of choice and the line you scream when defeating your arch enemy?
20. What’s the silliest fan theory you’ve ever come up with?
21. What did you think about before you fell asleep last night?
22. What’s the oddest term of endearment you’ve ever used or that someone’s used for you?
23. What motivates you in life?
24. What was something you used to enjoy, but was ruined for you? What’s the story behind that?
25. How do you think you will fare when the Zombie Apocalypse arrives?
26. Which mythological creature are you most like? Why? And if you could be any mythological creature, which would you want to be? Why?
27. Write a brief story about an actual adventure you’ve had.
28. Describe one of the most awkward experiences of your life.
29. What’s something that scares you about the future?
30. List 5 quirky things about yourself.
31. Describe your dream library.
32. What’s the weirdest item you’ve ever mourned?
33. If you could design an amusement park ride, what would it be like?
34. Do you have any “rules” about food?
35. What’s your opinion on age differences in relationships?
36. What’s something you want to do that you’d be embarrassed to tell other people about?
37. Describe a time/event in your life that you’re nostalgic for.
38. How do you approach social situations?
39. What is your ideal bed? Why?
40. Post a short excerpt of your life.
This is no joke. Believe me when I tell you that I understand hating your body for being thin, or being thin but thinking you’re “too fat”. But also believe me when I tell you that if I hadn’t been constantly applauded for having a thin body, I would have ended up in much worse shape than I was. I know the struggle of being at war with your body, but I don’t understand the struggle of being publicly shamed for it. There is a huge distinction. If somebody is talking about their struggle as a fat person, nobody needs to hijack that to mention that thin people can feel insecure too. It’s disrespectful and it’s an entirely different conversation. Show some compassion and bring up your own insecurities a different time.
Listening to the Diane Rehm show and wanna sent out a giant fuck you to Dr. Trachtenberg, former president of GWU, for being an enormous asshole that is shamelessly promoting victim blaming and rape culture on a national radio show. You don’t get to say “not to victim blame, but… women should stay sober at parties to avoid getting raped.” That’s like saying, “No offense, but I think your people deserved to be in internment camps.” No offense doesn’t rid you of the responsibility of the words that come after it. That’s not how this works.
Or, my other favorite, is if anybody calls a middle class white kid out for having little to no understanding of how poverty works, they’re usually quick to tell you that yeah, they HAVE lived below the poverty line before. And I’m like, what? For two weeks when your dad got laid off from HP? For a year in college when you worked at Pita Pit part time and your parents paid for everything except for your pizza and alcohol? When? Seriously. I get a lot of middle class white girl benefits but I’m not trying to lie about that shit. The car I’m driving? Parents bought it. The clothes I’m wearing? Actually I did buy those in a reckless and irresponsible moment of bad judgement. The house I live in? Can only afford it because my parents pay for my car insuranceeeee.
Man, I should write parodies.
middle class white girls with misogynistic opinions drive me up a WALL let me tell you
WE WILL START BUYING OUR OWN BIRTH CONTROL WHEN YOUR PARENTS START PAYING FOR OUR RENT TOO