That’s what you look like after your team refuses to get on the payload/point for the umpteenth game in a row and you’re forced to hold it yourself. That support thousand yard stare. Kidding aside, walking around in an uncomfortable cosplay all day can give anyone resting bitch face, speaking from experience.

PSA: I will pay someone to get on the fucking payload.

I allowed one of my former student teachers to read the book with a class of my 9th grade students and deeply regret it. It’s reprehensible tragedy porn, with no legitimate conversation/awareness of mental health, and it uses the suicide of the main character as a titillating aspect of her manic pixie dead dream girl…

Not in the least.

I am saying that I was pointed toward evidence over feelings—logic over dogma.

I suppose you might—if you had an ideological or political ax to grind—assume that because I changed in college (and continue to learn and evolve in my views even now), that I was somehow “brainwashed” by “Liberal…

I take it you’ll be a no for the BLM march?

This is next level sheer devastation and gut-punch-kill-me-now sadness for me. There’s never been a “person of notoriety” who’s passing has hit me more than this one. Her brazen honesty and overall cleverness is unmatched.

Someone posted something about ‘a million voices crying out at once’. this literally made me cry out loud.

I was 13 - and here was a woman in a sci-fi movie not waiting to be rescued, taking charge, grabbing the weapon and saying “somebody has to save our skins” meaning her and never apologizing for it. I spent every penny the summer of 1977 seeing it over and over again. I can’t really articulate how formative that was…

Lots of dudes too, and not just bc she was attractive. She’ll be so missed.

Years ago I worked in a casting office, and one of the CDs had worked in Los Angeles and had more than a passing acquaintance with Carrie. When Carrie gave birth to Billie, the CD her sent a gift. Carrie wrote back this lovely thank-you note, which the CD showed to me. I don’t remember much of it, except the part…

Hey, I had one of those too! Basically saying “so what they can still make Star Wars movies don’t worry about it.” As if the only reason to care about a person is whether or not they can continue to produce output, not because you genuinely like who they are and what they represent.

She meant a lot to some boys, too. This sucks so much.

My Facebook feed is caught up in blaming 2016 for everything and lumping individuals’ deaths and shitty events into solitary tallies as a strike against the year. I find it baffling that no one else thinks its asinine and demeaning.

for a lot of girls Leia meant fucking everything

Yo, what is with the haters and their low-blow hot takes about this?? My best dude friend was like “eh whatever people care too much about Star Wars anyway” and now I am sad AND livid.

I think this hit me harder than anyone else this year, too. As upset as I’ve been by so many of them. I was right around the same age as Carrie Fisher, so when Star Wars first came out — especially what with her being short, dark-haired, and at least half-Jewish! — I totally wished I could be her and identified with…

For a lot of boys Leia meant everything, too.

I just had a friend post some sanctimonious status about how more homeless people die every year than celebrities so we should all shut the fuck up. Because it’s impossible to care about more than one thing at a time.  

Fuck you

Just dismiss. They’re not even worth a snarky response.