Hell yeah!

Also:

Star Wars nerd

GalaticGrapefruit

I see you.

I have two pillowcases that proudly state “hand-wash at 30°”.

Don’t tell me what to do.

I descale my kettle with citric acid. Then I pour that hot water into the toilet and close the lid. Come back 10 minutes later, flush and brush it with the toilet brush at the same time as the water falls. Don’t even need to put effort on the brushing.

Haven’t had issues in two years.

I’d love to know about those shops.

All pastel colours. I look like my liver is giving up.

I have plants, a humidifier, and I dabble in fermentation. This is as much maternal behaviour anyone will ever get out of me.

Assassin’s Creed Odyssey. I am a big classic mythology nerd, but I got Valhalla as a present and I want to finish it first, yet life keeps getting in the way.

There are a lot of NSFW communities here on Lemmy. Maybe that’d be a good alternative, though it probably depends on what you’re looking for.

I’m having to stop eating white flours… Why do you hurt me so.

These look delicious.

I only fly once a year, and I save like a madwoman so I can buy business or first class.

Granted I do it because my health turns flying tourist into a waking nightmare with week-long consequences.

This got me to be picked up by a limousine once. It was excruciatingly awkward.

Hi! Hm I’m not sure what you mean by “thirst content”. You mean NSFW?

Now, in my experience, the buckets of content in those platforms (Pinterest now being a slop haven) is hard to find in other places. I still left them, joined Mastodon (Xitter alternative), and use Startpage’s image search instead of Pinterest.

An alternative to IG could be Pixelfed, though I haven’t tried it.

My dating has been a journey. After some terrible experiences thanks to taking people at face value, I started surrounding myself with strong, feminist people and I’m slowly learning to set up boundaries and stick with them.

Fast forward to being rejected by a man after two dates because I set the boundary that I didn’t want to be touched yet (this is, no hugs or holding hands or anything like that), and he felt hurt and stated he needed a companion who trusted him from the very beginning.

Bless feminism and my friends for continuously helping me grow, and feck this guy and all those strangers who feel entitled to touching us without our permission.