There’s a distinction between wanting your art to receive attention/appreciation and yourself to receive attention/appreciation. It’s cruel to insist that every person who wants their expression to be heard must also open up themselves, even against their own wishes. It’s not necessary.

Bullshit.

Obviously it won’t make a difference, but the Old Post Office is a really important old beloved landmark to D.C. residents and it’s a huge insult that he’s ruining it forever. It really matters.

Donald Trump: Less popular than Black men committing property crimes.

bless the woman who told him he was being snitched on.

And high five the women who warned the tagger about it.

I want to spit at the white fratboy shitstain calling the cops.

I get the indifference to this: when a presidential candidate talks like he was raised in the gutter, a bit of graffiti looks quaint.

I don’t know- autocorrect has been doing weird stuff to me lately. Suppose I know someone who has the last name “Macleay.” It autocorrects to “Maclean.” I tell it, no, and type in what I want...but it goes back to the original spelling somehow no matter what I do. Anyone else?

I hope that this family, in all their endless suffering, is at least spared the “truther” stuff the Sandy Hook families endure.

Poor baby, you deserved so much better.

I thought it was pathetic. Everything with Robbie, except the roundtable skit, maybe, was clearly cranked out without her involvement and done probably months ago when they found out she was hosting. The scattered political stuff, particularly Weekend Update, well, it was painfully obvious they wrote all that shit in…

The death drive is littered with “Stop” signs, and bombshell actress Margot Robbie is one of them.

Did anyone copy edit this post? Like, at all?

Children killing children. The heart just aches with infinite pain, and also, with empathy. God almighty. This is us. Who we are. A father is gone. An innocentc child suffered and died. Another child’s life is over if it already wasn’t. There but for the grace of God.

the Edge. so Edgy. the most Edge.

I hate when you’ve been refreshing jezebel.com for an hour because you’re waiting for the Dirtbag to brighten your day with some lighthearted gossip and it’s something sad about a person you like 

I remember watching Robin Williams last show and thinking there was something off with him. Reading this explains what I was seeing.