r/pinkscare

i have many but i'll try to narrow it down to a top three

- common sparrow: in the city where i lived there were unfortunately not many sparrows at all bc they had been outcompeted by the crows and pigeons. but whenever i visited my grandparents i would always be woken up every morning by them chirping. we had lots of them there because right opposite their house was a rice warehouse and they would all show up to eat every morning when the trucks came and rice fell out of the bags. so sparrows are a very rare and precious sight to me and i am always very excited to see them

- parrot/parakeet: i have a great affection for these birds and have always wanted to keep one because they live for very long and i think i would like a long lived animal friend. i once saw a parrot in a cage at a pet shop and just stood there frozen for a few minutes watching it as it climbed all around its cage. it made eye contact with me for a few seconds and its eyes were so intelligent and i felt so sorry for it. but as it turned out the parrot was not for sale and it and the owner were best friends and he got it out of the cage and it happily climbed all over him. which made me happy.

-peregrine falcon: when i was younger i loved peregrine falcons best because they were so fast and looked so cool. according to wikipedia they are found all over the world nearly but i have never seen one irl which makes me very sad. they are very interesting birds.

special mentions to crows whom i have always wanted to make friends with and also to bambiraptor, the coolest and cutest almost-bird ever!!!

I’m writing an action-y movie with an f/f romance at the center, and I started thinking about all the lesbian movies I’ve watched, books I’ve read. I really like to hear takes from this community, and there has to be at least 3 or 4 women here that are attracted to women, surely.

I’m especially interested in how we feel about media where both women were already gay and dated women, media where only one of them did, and the other is also gay but never been with a woman, or the many where one is either closeted and dates men, or never even considered she could be gay and hasn’t dated anyone!

In the post Portrait post Favourite post Bottoms post Love Lies Bleeding era of Heat-Mid Guyvalry, what’s the vibe?

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At least my dad’s mistress isn’t younger than any of his kids

Not too far off though lmao they make me sick

Will delete this btw just very upset atm

i have the cutest bikini and i actually feel good about the shape of my body BUT i have moderate (?) acne and scarring/hyperpigmentation on my chest and it’s killing my confidence :( be honest, is this the type of thing you would notice or think about? how much can a good body + face card outweigh this? is there anything i can do to minimize it? i don’t go to pool parties often. hitting post now pls help

sometimes I feel backed into a corner and just lie and lie to get out of it, I lie a lot and honestly it hasn’t really impacted my life except positively, and it doesn’t weigh on my conscience or anything.
recently lied to a coworker about what another coworker said about a third coworker and it might’ve been the first time a lie ever blew up in my face.
it got me thinking man I just lie for no reason sometimes but those lies are harmless, genuinely. and I’m NOT a pathological liar and neither am I one of those people who just straight lie to their uber driver for the fun of it because they’re losers, I can’t even explain why I lie and I genuinely don’t feel bad about it too like even in the coworker situation I feel like the victim

ok so this is my Segway into how do the pinkscarians feeling about lying and WHY and no bs like it’s a sin it’s bad because it’s bad like be real bruh

It's so insanely melodramatic and over wrought. I hate it so much and I'm sick of seeing it in the zillions of dramatic edits that appear on my fyp.

I was expecting more ppl to have more enemies…

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I know that's literally childhood-era cope, "she's mean to you because she's jealous of you!" but...surely where there's smoke there's fire sometimes, right?

Me and a colleague are both going out for the same promotion, both professional women in our thirties working in medical research. Our boss called us into a meeting and basically said, "no matter what happens, you're both still very valuable and maybe there will be other positions open later for you." That colleague messaged me later and was like, "what was that?" I explained that neither of us would be petty to the other one if she got the job, but obviously our boss has seen it happen before and was trying to head it off at the pass.

Got me thinking that surely it must happen? Any experiences?

black bear, i am already scared, like, all the time. i hear you clack your jaws at night and scurry up tall trunks at my presence, thwarting my plans to sneak a smoke at 4am. instead i must screed and scribble.

you are scared of me black bear, i am scared of you. 

you are crepuscular, i’ve learned. you like twilight, night, and the dawn. it seems we have similar hours of peak solitary activity. why can’t we share that time, black bear? why can't we share our home?

i spent my winter and spring exploring the trees behind my house, getting to know the curves and hidden creeks in the grey that is now a glorious green. it was very cold, but the brush was clear and i could see where i was going. the ability to chart my path based on haunted eyelashes and deer droppings and random visual markers like deformed trunks and abandoned bottles was so satisfying. and now i cant even enjoy it. 

at any moment, you could be there. 

i’d just like to go on my walks and smoke my cigarettes and ponder life and suicide and life again without facing my death in the form of an animal that feels fictitious. or on my walks where i am full of life, excited by life, teeming with lust and life. sometimes these walks can happen on the same day. not today though, not any longer.

are you jealous of my constant access to berries and oats and fish? you must be, black bear, otherwise, what other reason do you have to torment me?

i am taking this personally, black bear. i turn 26 in 20 days and i haven’t sent out birthday invitations because i fear i am going to die. i cannot blame this part on you, i guess. i think about death and sex everyday, the former makes it so i stop completely, cease existing properly in the world and lives around me, as if i am practicing and training others for some sort of sudden departure. if i am dead to them then it ill be easier when i am dead.

maybe i am jealous of you, black bear. you get to gorge on berries and be dead for half the year, during the grey. then in the time of warm green gold you roam, where everyone is compelled to respect your need for ample personal space, to understand you are just anxious, and heed your calls for comfort in your home. you stink and are still marveled at. tall, strong men enjoy capturing you, putting you to sleep, putting you on display, for education's sake, then releasing you back into the green like it was all just dream. black bear, you are living the dream. 

in a way, we are similar to one another. technically apex predators in our environment, but endlessly skittish and neurotic. i wonder what you think about me, what it is you fear about me?

whatever the case may be, black bear, you have stolen summer from me!!!!

You know what Tolstoy says: Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way. I think we can extend this logic to our friends and our belothed.

A loved one is there when you need them, fun to hang out with, and probably smells good, but every enemy you have could be hated for any number of reasons. Just ugly, annoying, betrayed you, slept with you, etc., etc.

I have many. Where do I begin?

🎀 My 9th grade art teacher

I started beefing with her because she mispronounced the shape “sphere” as “spear.” It’s one of those sorts of grievances where you just already don’t like the person, and so your body simply chooses something to react against.

The big grievance I had against her came when we were learning about the color wheel. We did a collage. I feel like collages are like baby pics/pet pics. You always love your own, but when you see someone else’s, you’re like… oh, um, okay.

So I ofc thought mine was incredibly beautiful. But I got 10 points knocked off because I did my colors counterclockwise instead of clockwise. I fought with the teacher, like I went up to her desk feeling very imperious, and said that it was absurd that this made me lose points. She said that that was what the instructions were. And I was like, damn bitch, is this math class or art? Like why does it actually matter which way the color wheel goes?

She didn’t have a satisfactory answer, and so I went to grumble to my group of friends. I said something to the effect of “this teacher makes me understand why people shoot up the school.”

So then later in the day, I got sent to the vice principal’s office. Usually you only went there if you were caught doing a full-frontal hug or wearing too-short shorts, but I lowk made a terroristic threat. They let me off the hook since I was in the honors classes ig. But later in the week we did a school invader lockdown. My classmates were like, “ugh, who would ever threaten the school…” and I was sitting there like, “uhh… yeah ahah… 0.0 … who indeed.”

(This was the only time I got in trouble with a teacher or admin my entire scholastic career, except being reprimanded once or twice to put my phone away.)

🎀 G-ry

This was a guy I went to college with. Cop’s kid. He was openly into feet. He didn’t really talk about it, but if there were girls in our party group that got too wasted, he would start touching and sometimes licking their feet. I think he podally molested me about half a dozen times over the years.

🎀 C-llin

Another guy in my college party group. Competitive Smash player. He and his hot but cripplingly ADHD gf were trying out an open relationship and making moves on me and my bf at the time.

C-llin said he and his gf wanted to sext about me, and that they were kinky. I was like alright, bc I wanted to touch his girlfriend’s boobs — and she’d also talked many times about how big his hog was.

Sooo, he wrote a one-thousand-word erotica about me wherein he roofied and raped me. Awkward!

But luckily, I do not need to seek vengeance. His body is betraying him. He has that bone disease where he is gonna slowly lock up over time… sort of like how in the erotica, he tied my unconscious body up so I couldn’t move. Fitting!

🎀 german terf

This is one of the people I encountered on TERF Discord servers. I got into an argument with her about engagement rings. There were a lot of women in a comment section talking about how they only wanted cheap engagement rings. I said that they were being very catty towards women who wanted nice engagement rings and also being like self-effacing. And she was like, “Oh, so since I’m poor and will have to propose to my girlfriend with a cheaper ring, that means I’m a terrible person?”

This argument lasted for hours as I defended women’s right to be materialistic, and she accused me of defendin pickmes. Something incredibly stupid basically.

Who would have known that people in extremist political groups were not such pleasant people?

🎀 canadian terf

Left the previous TERF Discord server mentioned after getting into an argument with someone about pit bulls. Created her own. Just talked about the TV show The Boys, transgenders, and about how Israel had a right to defend itself.

I didn’t like Israel or The Boys after season 1, so… I honestly can’t explain why I hated her so much. I just did.

🎀 P-ul

I was hanging out with my group of friends and this guy pulls up. I thought I was safe because he had a girlfriend and he was talking about proposing to her. He asked for my feminine counsel on how much to spend on an engagement ring (I guess this is a motif amongst my enemies), and then started groping my thigh and trying to get me to go home with him. He’d be like, “Is 7 thousand enough?” then creep his hand closer to my pussy.

🎀 Someone who considers me to be their enemy:

I met this guy one time. I think he doesn’t like me because I clocked him as an Israeli. (He was like, I just moved back to America, but I don’t wanna say where I’m from. And I was like, oh, Israel? (He also looked Jewish.))

He started going on about gender abolition. I told him to shut the fuck up because women have been second-class citizens for millennia and a few decades of “equality” haven’t evened that out, and also men cannot get pregnant nor breastfeed, so “gender” only meant so much compared to sex.

Even like six months later, he apparently still complains about me to a mutual friend!

🎀 Conclusion:

Seems like the theme is men commit sexual misconduct whereas women get into petty arguments. This might be sexist, but I also honestly don’t remember any petty arguments I’ve gotten into with any men — or else the men I would dislike for getting into petty arguments with are superseded in my memory by the men who have been rapey. E.g. honestly I wouldn’t remember that argument with the Israeli at all were it not for my friend telling me several months later that he still harbored grievances against me… (I also won the argument hands-down… so like).

And also, I think female intrasexual aggression can be very passive-aggressive. It is often channeled through petty arguments over like Israel and engagement rings. So something that looks neutral on the surface can indeed be basically unbridled hatred — and the plausible deniability baked in of “oh well all I said is that I think women who say that are pick-mes” is part of the crazy-making.

And so you might look at the list and think a man groping you “should” be more memorable and traumatic, but I think someone being flagrantly aggressive to you is also hurtful, even if the way they were doing it is technically socially sanctioned (teacher exerting authority over you, passive aggression through arguments).

Tell me about your foes!!!

As soon as I hit my mid-twenties, most synthetic fabrics started to feel insanely uncomfortable, hot, and gross. When I was 19, I didn’t care what was in the clothes I wore. I wore a lot of hand-me-downs and thrifted most of the rest but I never considered the composition of my clothing. I liked having a big closet and my size hasn’t drastically changed since I hit puberty so I would happily wear whatever I wanted.

Since I started making garments, I’ve become very conscious of how they’re constructed and what works for each season. When I moved out in college, I didn’t care much to separate my clothes when washing (aside from a few nice pieces). Now I’m slowly re-making my closet with a few staple pieces made of cotton, linen, and a few animal fibers.

Did anyone else have this kind of moment in early adulthood? I know some grew up around high-quality garments and never struggled with overconsumption of fast fashion but this has been relatively recent in my life!