forgetfulburnerthesecond
forgetful burner the second
forgetfulburnerthesecond

I just got through telling myself I wasn’t going to buy anything today. DAMMIT.

I just got through telling myself I wasn’t going to buy anything today. DAMMIT.

THANK. GOD.

I know plenty of people who’ve had some messed up dreams after trying melatonin. It’s never done shit for me, though.

I love everything about this post/you.

I legit would’ve started a Kickstarter for you to cover any damages/fees on your end. Just sayin’, if you happen to see them again...

Yup. His first wife is a family friend. She’s confirmed he’s just a raging tool.

I’ve decided that each time that happens I am going to do a shot and then donate in their name to a charity that is helping refugees from the middle east and such.

Not surprised. My depression was the worst it’s ever been the year and a half I lived there, and even my much more mentally healthy friends were consistently feeling bogged down.

This. Also, ordering from a place I’d never heard of led me to the discover that said place sold fajitas BY THE POUND, and you can bet your ass that place ended up being a frequent option for my blazed roomies and I. GLORIOUS, I tell you.

Yeeeeup. One of them made their way through my friend circle until they all realized he was a piece of shit and cut him out of their collective lives, haha.

Out of curiosity, what would be the best way to handle the following scenarios (both have happened to me)?

I’m going with Struggling Artist Hitler. You just KNOW he was one of those Sad White Male Artist types who think their (nonexistent) suffering is greater than anyone else’s and has to let everyone know about it.

As a bi lady who routinely devours the SHIT out of some samoas, I concur.

As someone who grew up in Georgia: of course this is in Georgia.

Damn, girl, donate that to charity or some actually helpful shit.

Yup. To this day I’m still not sure if he was lying, she’d faked, or some combo of the two (probably). But regardless, he sure as shit wasn’t making it happen for anyone.

Yeeeah, early on, my first boyfriend similarly bragged about how he once got his ex off 8 times in one go. In the two years we were together, we never had sex that lasted longer than 10 minutes and I was once so bored while he was going down on me that I made him stop.

PREACH.