I have regrets. But I also have Advil.

Oh weird, fuck it all, I think we agree. Sorry for the anger, blame it on my failed drunken double negatives and inability to read tone. More gin, less Internet now.

Look. I’m out, I’m drinking, I’m going to stop kinjaing and hope that this is all a misunderstanding having to do with typos in my original gobbledegook post. I don’t think it’s just as likely that there was underlying tension due to a political dispute. I think equating the likelihood that this was in part due to…

You’re right, it’s just as probable that the gun owner who shot and killed another human being for suspected theft was a Bernie Sanders supporter.

While we know that it is a roommate dispute that caused her murder, we do know, and we may never know, if the built up tension before the shooting had anything to do with transphobia. It’s not uncommon for someone to blame an “othered” person for an act of criminality (if she didn’t commit the crime), nor is it…

This is true to an extent. But it’s not infidelity vs. family, it’s breaking someone’s confidence who trusts you completely vs. revealing to someone a truth that others could also reveal without damaging one of the most important relationships in their lives.

All the time (when time=sick.) It offers you a two-hour window of humanity but I WARN YOU, you are highish.

Ha! My family as a unit is not shitty, but there are some serious flaws among us individuals.

That. Is. Heinous.

This is such excellent advice but he’ll never willingly leave her because she is the one that parents the children.

Ugh I’m so sorry. His dying makes it like 100x worse. Damn these cheaters.

And it’s the sort of thing where I really love her—I do—but he’s family. It’s stressful. Why is my family full of hell-fiends?

I love this so much.

:D I feel freeeeeee

Same.

BAM.

Alas, it is a lonely life in the grays.

Give the smart phones back to the adults and the hockey sticks and jump rope back to the youths. Everybody is fucking up.

That one dude is very huge.

Good. Another opportunity to voice my discomfort with the term/name Lolita sexualizing “flirty, sassy” girls in a “ha ha it’s okay because it’s a literary reference” kind of way.