sometimes you just need to read some real shit straight from the realest person you know .
Feb 24, 2025

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this is why i re-rec my recs. i’m like “this motherfucker was right twice”
Feb 24, 2025
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It’s like that one shitpost where its Trump replying to his own tweet and the caption’s ”sometimes you gotta just talk to the realist n***a you know“
Feb 24, 2025
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so real, this is the most grounding and self-esteem raising experience ever !!!
Feb 24, 2025

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reread a book u used to love! it’ll remind u what it feels like to fall in love with a book, and hopefully u’ll be motivated to chase that feeling <3
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writing is sometimes the only way to find a voice, and when you are surrounded by people you despise- maybe they despise you back or maybe you are gravely misunderstood or misinterprated whatever it is- reading other individuals writing, they're way of seeing the world can be incredibly grounding. in a world where conformity and placidity is becoming increasingly trendy sometimes reading something thats just so pointed, so passionate can be very grounding. and even the angry vitriol-filled peices can be calming because you can read it and say - 'hey someone actually cares about this!'. so i recommend reading more- not necessarily books but articles, blog posts and why not tweets??
Jan 28, 2025
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in my case, it’s the passion according to g.h. one of my friends started reading it for the first time this month and suggested that i read it again so we can start a mini book club. i still feel deeply touched by this book, but its meaning changed to me. when i first read it, i remember feeling a very pure kind of comprehension: i felt the feeling behind the words and sought no connections between the character’s epiphany and the more factual aspects of my life. i just knew that i felt the same, and at that time it didn’t really matter why. as i read it now, i understand.
Jan 15, 2025

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This is a confession post, not a recommendation, not even much of an anti-recommendation. Tbh it reads like a humilation ritual. Honestly just keep scrolling; it's not worth reading. I'm just posting it because I think I had a point when I first started writing this, one which I lost pretty wuickly. But I spent a good couple of minutes typing this all out, so I'll post it anyway. Thank God I'm anon. If you do read it, please forgive me. My friend Tyler brought a joint to the super bowl party last night. He handed it to me & told me about how it had weed diamonds in it while I smoked, he told me that it was some good shit and that I wouldn't have to smoke so much of it since I've got such a low tolerance & all, but I could also smoke as much as I liked, seeing as he had a bunch more & that it was the super bowl & we had a bunch of wings on the way anyway, so might as well smoke some more weed so you know what? yeah, i smoked some more weed since what's the harm anyway it's just weed after all. I've been a mess all day. I've been slow & stupid & disgustingly horny since I woke up this morning; but really honestly since I smoked the weed. If you're one of those types that "actually becomes more functional when you're smoking weed" & that I should "just let people enjoy things" I don't know what to say to you. I'm going to be weird for 4 weeks now and it's all my fault. This happens every time. Even when it doesn't turn me into a non-verbal paranoiac nutcase, even when it's enjoyable to me in that moment-- I become something lower than a beast. I stand over the platter of chicken wings & gorge until I am sick and then I gorge even more. My stomach becomes distended & my face and fingers are covered in thai curry buffalo chicken fat goo. I waddle around & fart & I find this very funny. I confuse the sound of my own voice with that of my younger sisters & this is incredibly disqueting to me. Do I really sound like that? I become a big confused overgrown fat baby. I'm going to be be weird for four weeks now. Slow. I was supposed to meet up with my friends to watch Luka's debut for the Lakers. I'm stitting at my desk typing this up; procrastinating going to the gym (which I can NOT neglect [especially after my evening of spiritual obesity]) & the game starts in 5 minutes. Stupid. Typing out this confession right now is painfully difficult. Every word that I type has the appearance of a whitehead that can't be popped to me. This textbox full of blemishes so infuriatingly, stubbornly, immutably DISGUSTING. I feel sick just reading back what I'm writing here. Once again, if you've made it this far, forgive me. This is a confession, not a recommendation. Disgustingly horny. This one I won't elaborate on. Forgive me. It's not because I smoked weed. The smoking of the weed was just the first movement in a sequence that had already begun before I'd even accepted the joint from Tyler. My own spiritual weakness is the mantle upon which all of these failings hang. I'm not this way because I smoked weed, I'm this way because I'm the type of guy that smokes weed even though I know what it will do to me. There are 999,999,999 other weeds in my life that I am all too willing to permit myself. I haven't eaten anything but bread & butter all day. The lakers game is starting soon. Off to the gym I go.
Feb 11, 2025
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Not gonna say what it is I don’t want anyone stealing it I’m not gonna tell no matter what
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