really? most people calculate: he’s x years, x months, x weeks, x days, x hours, x minutes, x seconds older/younger than me? in a casual, informal setting? never seen that. even when people talk about an event: oh, WW2 ended 81 years ago (cause it was 1945 and now it’s 2026).

this is a straight up lie as i never even stated my age in that post. i only said i have a crush on Brad Pitt who’s 45 years older than me cause he’s born in 1963 and I’m born in 2008, which is how most people simplistically calculate age gaps. again, why lie?

ended up going to Vietnam. next week I’m leaving for another country. don’t know which one yet tho, lol.

Drowned World/Substitute for Love - Ray of Light - Nothing Really Matters - Frozen - The Power of Good-Bye is a crazy run of songs on the same album.

a specific internal conflict some men experience where they view women as belonging to one of two mutually exclusive categories: the “saintly” Madonna or the “debased” whore.

my posting style makes these men think that I’m obviously trying to scam/catfish/sell something (whore) because obviously a woman who isn’t wouldn’t be on here posting stuff like that in the first place (Madonna).

i also find it quite funny cause if you’ve seen my posts and comments you can deduce that money is not something i lack… i do love attention and being an entertaining court jester but i do it purely for the love of the game, lol. also a slut purely for the love of the game.

thing is, they’re not my “friends”. their task is to be more of my “shadow”. the fact that i willingly deviated from that for my own pleasure is another thing entirely, lol.

but yeah this is splitting hairs atp

i talked about this before on here. i consider it a solo trip cause i can go and do wherever & whatever i want whenever i want, i don’t even have to interact with the 2 guys if i dont want to. they were sent among by my parents cause i got anxious about being completely on my own & it’s my first ever experience like this, so they thought it’d be better to have someone watch over me.

Also, I found my first account archived on some random instance by Googling and you can see me talk about my birthday / my (then) future solo trip, lol:

https://herbicide.fallcounty.omg.lol/post/46139/127907

https://herbicide.fallcounty.omg.lol/u/violet08@lemmy.today

It’s kinda telling that the women on Lemmy who’ve interacted with my content like it, but the men are always the ones having an issue with it, lol.

& tyyyy🫶🫶🫶

Sooo funny. And especially so… original. 🙄

I fail to see how my post could be considered ragebait from any perspective. I posted a personal annoyance to the mildlyinfuriating community, which is the entire point of the community. On the other hand, your comment is textbook ragebait: making a joke based on a lie specifically designed to annoy someone.

Lemmy is a male-dominated platform with a misogyny problem. My posting style subverts their narrow archetypes of women (the Madonna-whore complex), which tends to trigger defensive or negative reactions.

What’s “middle school reddit type drama” about venting?

Why make stuff up? I never mentioned I’m 17. Even back on my 1st account I shared that my username is birthflower+birthyear, and talked about my birthday bash in February. And clarified in that Brad Pitt post how I calculated the age gap. I literally never claimed this pic is mine…? I just share what I come across and find funny and interesting. My post history is out in the open and I said I’m on a solo trip with 2 guys tagging along from the beginning, never with my parents.

I get that some of you don’t like my content but lying like this in order to discredit me for some reason is wild af. And people wonder why I delete my account.

no idea honestly i just came across it while scrolling

side note but omg fuck ai i’m so tired of this shit😭

If he isn’t obsessed with me looking like a slut and braggy about it, I don’t want him.

My dad has always said that one of the best parts about having lots of money is being able to have a positive impact on others’ lives: for example, when he eats out, he always leaves a 100% tip just cause he can.

my “parent-assigned travel companions” may have the best job ever: travel, chill, have fun, fuck, all expenses paid

My dad’s logic: Why would I ruin a man’s life over a car I can replace tomorrow? It makes me look petty and weak.