Frank
franklaw
All I know is that Netflix thinks I am so gay, all my recommendations are gay-themed. My family abroad uses my login and I wonder if they now think I’m gay, too, and they’re too afraid to ask me. I chortle to myself about this at least once a week.
Couldn’t decide if my comment should read:
Really not sure what you’re supposed to do on the last day of your twenties?
Yeah, I am confused how this is a confusing situation. Didn’t the essayist say she woke up being assaulted? The only time consent is legit confusing is when both parties are drunk, but functional and one or both may be blacked out and both parties are vigorously consenting at the time.