It Fucking Blows My Mind How So Many Men Will Just See A Picture Of A Woman And Feel Compelled To Publicly

It fucking blows my mind how so many men will just see a picture of a woman and feel compelled to publicly announce whether he finds her fuckable or not. This happens on basically every social media site and also irl. Like, did you ever consider that maybe she's not desperate for the approval of random men and she doesn't care if you think that she's too fat or her nose is too big or whatever?

It just gets really disheartening running into this time and time again because it really hammers in the point that far too many men only value women for our looks. Like they have the capacity to comment literally anything and somehow it always comes back to whether a woman makes their peepee hard or not.

I’ve never had coffee before, but I guess Michael maybe likes it, maybe it helps keep him as chipper as he is

dont sneeze ever again OK?

EASY 👍

and whether his eyes stay shut or he just stops caring enough

it feels the same

I am alive and back with a new hyperfixation

👁️👁️

because the lamb treats bishops well.

from the player's point of view it is easy to become attached to the most important characters in the game.

however, what reasons does the lamb have, after the extermination of his species, and the plagues cast on the cult?

It's actually quite simple. The lamb is so very tired... And lonely.

It's easy to get lost in it: the fury, the thirst for revenge. But to lamb, it's exhausting. They don't want any more deaths. They're tired and scared and they don't want to end up all alone in their godhood.

The cultists can't bond with the lamb on the same level the bishops could. Mortals' lives are too short, their minds are too small to even begin to comprehend the amount of knowledge that the lamb now posseses, and they were lonely. They wanted someone to properly talk to.

So they used the bishops to replace what was taken away from them — a society. On a long scale it's much easier to coexist with someone who used to be an enemy yet is still there, than to be all by themselves.

Narinder is different and can't exactly fulfill that role, too. It's almost like the lamb considers him to be an extension of themselves — not in a way of disregarding his identity, but simply meaning that they do most things together, make decisions that are mostly the same and they treat each other the same way a couple who had been married for a very long time would.