You and I must be cousins, I have that same aunt (who I’ve also cut out of my life, for other reasons. Though her ignorance and hypocrisy sure made it easier!)
You and I must be cousins, I have that same aunt (who I’ve also cut out of my life, for other reasons. Though her ignorance and hypocrisy sure made it easier!)
I love you! I love Father Ted!!!!
Oh what did Raymond say?
so many of you hear are so Def
I know, it’s absolutely terrifying :(
I’m having The Handmaid’s Tale flashbacks now...possibly the only dystopian novel that I actually found frightening.
It’s strange how your logical, feminist brain can look at the facts and say “that was rape,” and your trauma can still make you doubt yourself.
This is totally tangential and not really a counterpoint or anything, more like an exception to the rule: William Faulkner had a drinking problem, but would apparently stay sober while he was working on a book. It wasn’t the creation he needed the alcohol for; it was the rest of life. I always thought that was…
Now I want to go listen to “Violet”...
I lived in Lowell for a while, I wish I knew about this...it must have been hilarious.