i feel like a lot of the time i say wishy washy things like "i dont like this thing. I'm happy other people like it tho", but like, i can not like something and still be filled with joy that it exists and makes other people happy. they are not mutually exclusive feelings. the world is not designed for me specifically, and thank god for it. can you imagine a world where everyone is a funny slime? wait a minute, that would be rad actually...
