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if you know me irl, or have known me online for a long time, you'll notice that i tend to be barefoot, like, always. And I'm white. So white.
And i'm NOT one of those barefoot advocates, but i keep gettin mistaken for one by others and its starten to piss me off ok like??? it's great! we're breaking away from physically harmful societial traits grandfathered in from victorian era douchebags!! that's awesome!
buT ShuT the FuCK UP ABOUT HOW STRONG YOUR ARCHES ARE , KAREN. i've been mindin my own business in like, the park? the woods? my yard? (places where it's ok in ameriland to be unclean and unshodden, the horror,) and i've encountered no less than five entire, seperate grown-ass white ladies that have all spoken to me at length about a barefoot lifestyle and i nnnNNNHHHHHH-
im barefoot because my parents could only afford school shoes for me as a kid, and i grew up this way. I can't stand the sensation of having socks and shoes on for hours because of it! sensory deprivation irritates me because my brain is different! I do not give a rat's flying left fuck if these revolutionary new octopus jikatabi cost two of my paychecks, i just like having dirt between my toes! I'm a filthy little tree greblin, and i quite like it that way, thanks!
THESE mofuckers gentrifying growing up poor and having mental illness now :') it's like jehovas witnessess but they care way too much about strangers' feet instead of, i dunno, misogyny. Clamato. Yer ain't curing polio by animatedly talking at strangers about a thing every human culture has known how to do since the dawn of fucking time that YOUR CULTURE FORGOT HOW TO DO BECAUSE OF TOO MUCH MONEY