I watch some trash reality TV and always find it kind of funny how contestants spend a long amount of time internalizing the stress of the situation the show they agreed to be on is putting on them.

Half of Love Island is “Why did you kiss them?” “Why did you go on a date with that person?” “Why did you break up with me?” Guys it’s a SHOW. The SHOW is making you go through these completely unnatural circumstances!

And then I think about real life and it’s like “why don’t I have energy? why am I so depressed? why can’t I be more productive?” …guys it’s CAPITALISM/SOCIETY. SOCIETY is making you go through these completely unnatural circumstances!

…except of course I didn’t agree to be on this show.

I don’t do balloons anymore, kid. Penny’s got a new latex allergy he doesn’t want to make worse than it already is. scratch scratch

We all uh…somethin’… down here, look, kid, just let me bite your arm off, OK?

An no fan service/no upskirt/cleavage shots.

And no racist depictions.

Self care is punk.