To the person who called me an “elitist post punk bitch” and asked me to smile for once at a show recently, to the last anon, and to everyone who feels the need to tell me I’m wrong for ever being upset or just not being happy all the time: your expectations of me to always appear happy, to always…
do you ever step back & reevaluate your life
& all the harmful shit you internalized
like concepts of virginity, beauty, healthy relationships, sexual attraction, mental health, & what “being successful” actually entails?
& you realized how much healthier you’d be right now if someone actually fuckin’ talked to you about this toxic shit instead of throwing you into a perpetual pit of self-loathing that you have to claw your way out of?