I was sick as a dog (nothing contagious, don’t worry), but I still wanted to be there. I’m glad I went. Being on the streets of New York with all those other strong, angry women was one of the most beautiful moments of my life. I’ll remember this forever.

It hasn’t even started yet, but I’m already scared.

Kate Bush will always get ALL THE LIKES from me.

Whenever I think about the Obamas these days I want to cry. I miss them already.

A light-skinned black actor.

Yes, I’m very sure it wasn’t racist. Nope. I wish Pharrell had called her Barbara.

Tomi is the natural sequel to Ann Coulter. I refuse to acknowledge both of them.

I can’t tell if it’s my anti-Rancic bias speaking, but the print near her neck looks like mold.

Accurate: Rapunzel in Tangled.

What, he’s not going to be part of PEOTUS’ cabinet? He’s a perfect fit.

It me.

First thought at reading the Lindsay Lohan/Mean Girls 2 story: “aw, honey, no.”

I’m so sorry. Damn.

Derelicte!

See, the “mental illness” would be caused living as someone who doesn’t reflect the truth to who trans people actually are. The “cure” is transitioning and living in reality. I’m cis. I don’t pretend to know or understand what trans people go through. Not my experience; not my story to tell. But I do know that we’re…

She’s a visionary! So has Putin.

Oh fucking hell. I adore my dog. I love her so, so much. She’s very much the only living being I truly love in this city (the other people and animals I love are elsewhere). I do use babytalk and call myself her mommy. But I never once forgot she’s a dog. She’s not a human child. She’s a beloved animal, who actually…

Godfuckingdamnit. I’m crying now thinking of all the women who will lose support and basic healthcare. We are so fucked. So beyond redemption. We suck as a country.

They drink the sand because they don’t know the difference. Yes, I’ve been thinking of it so much, too.

Yep, that too.