Cinderella in a party dress

NO TOUCHING! 

whatshouldwecallme:

This will be me on Monday

Why can’t we just live our lives and not give a damn about what anyone had to say about it? Why can’t we create our own societal norms and decide for ourselves what is and isn’t acceptable? What would our materialistic, narcissistic, close-minded, pompously tolerant American culture look like if we stopped looking at everyone else? Would our desires be different? Would our choices deviate? What if we let our innate moral center (as defined by C.S. Lewis) be the deciding factor in our choices? What if we let our own preferences define the activities, education, fashions and jobs we pursue? What if our friends didnt laugh at our choices in film, music, sports teams, hobbies or accessories? What if our relatives didnt doubt our means of income or ways to impact the world? Would we be better off? Would we be happy?

there’s laughing at yourself and there’s people laughing AT you. which is fine when you’re having fun and all but condescension—believing you’re better than another person, laughing at something they said in all seriousness, mentally looking down on another—is unattractive and makes you look like a douche.