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Mrs.Jean-Ralphio
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Loooool at psychological terrorism (relating too hard) and now I’m self-conscious about how to say “France.”

Half Irish and feelin’ proud. Cautiously excited and love the support shown by near and far.

IDK. I think I spent more time as a kid dreaming about being a flower girl then I ever have spent dreaming about being a bride.

This is great.

Oh, gimme a break.

I have always had this feeling about my kids (4 & 7). I’ve never known panic and fear like I have since having my oldest. That fear can be as deep as the love I have for him. I remember thinking that his existence was like having my heart outside of my body exposed for the world to act on it and I couldn’t protect it.

It’s crazy that Feldman was interviewed by known sexual assaulter Matt Lauer over Feldman’s alleged abusers.

With any luck, Kevin Spacey will check into the Cortez Hotel one day.

Sarah Polley’s piece was much better than Bialik’s, which was awkward, but I didn’t walk away from that thinking she was blaming people for their own assaults. It mostly seemed to be about how the fact that she was never considered attractive influenced her behavior and shielded her from a lot of the exploitation

Sarah Polley’s op-ed is compassionate, empathetic, and insightful. Unlike Mayim Bialik’s which was standard fundamentalist good girls who dress and act right don’t get raped. She insists she’s being taken out of context and made to be the villain. But I read it and it’s full of the standard victim blaming tropes,

I totally agree with you. I remember being made to read the non-fiction book Brian’s Song in school. I don’t remember us reading it aloud, but I remember being hurt, furious, and confused - all at once when reading it. This fucking asshole Piccolo couldn’t refrain from calling a teammate and supposed friend “nigger”,

Shhh! Sit down and just watch it and cry it’s good you fucking hater! Life IS like a box of chocolates and you are the disappointing orange-creme filled one!


ETA: I’m sorry. I let myself get carried away there.

“They slink around the house like unfixed cats, while I try to announce my location at all times.”

Now playing

Jesus, go immediately and listen to The Lion and The Cobra.

Black Boys on Mopeds and Last Day of Our Acquaintance are also still gutting.

I’ll add:

You sound a lot like someone who hasn’t seen The Good Place.

T H I S. She is thirst-trapping like nobody’s business. Like, do what you want to do, but stop the fucking hypocrisy and whining.

You’d never expect that those 2 brothers wrote a song called “Don’t Look Back in Anger”