the “worse” part of “for better or worse” shouldn’t refer to your spouse themselves.

When I saw the first trailer I told my husband, “if she’s the jedi I’m going to cry right there in the theater.” And I did.

As a little girl I had to play Leia when we played Star Wars. Now, she’s a kick ass character, but I still had to wait by the elm tree until I was saved from the Death Star and I still didn’t get a light saber. After that I had to make do with background Jedi and 4-comic runs of Shaak Ti. So...when Rey caught the…

Wow. It’s the platonic ideal of negging.

Could be both!

Going Rogue: A Green Bean Life

Ugh pending approval! Please take me out of the grays! LET ME LIVE!

Honestly I’ll listen to Downtown on repeat just to hear the delightful weirdness that is starving raven god Eric Nally.

Hey everybody! Guuuuuuuesss what!

YESSSSS! MY QUEEN! GIVE IT TO ME!

No fucking duh! We have this idea in our culture that ancient Rome totally hung out in Africa and yet we ALSO have this idea that they never mixed.

Oh my fuzzy lord I am so sorry!

My mom did this same thing!

Seriously. I feel like it’s been forever. I get replies! I get likes! Yet, alas, I’m still a second class poster. Ho hum.

Grey forever! How do you stop being grey?! I am so sad! It’s lonely here! I am trying so hard!

I can see that. Good for you for turning a shitty moment into something empowering for yourself.

This literally made me make a noise of abject horror. Holy shit.

I have no idea how to process your stories.

Yeah mine did the same, but then used therapy as a threat when I got upset. “If you keep acting this way I’ll take you to therapy and they can tell you you’re crazy!” It’s super great now because going to therapy is REALLY hard, (I internalized that like a champ) but it’s what I should do.

YES!! That book changed my life. For real.