Spider veins: one of the lesser-known signs of the apocalypse.
A moment of gratitude for joining me on this journey especially if you’re here without judgment and aren’t either full of shit or full of yourself which are actually exactly the same thing. I personally hope I am neither of them yet could also entertain the notion that I’m both but at the very least, my spider veins and inability to currently feel the societally-approved requisite amount of shame about them are doing their best to keep me humble. I’m body-positive today, bitches. Flexing all the way to fuck it; next stop: fully-loaded samurai.