I don’t know, but from my vantage point in Yee-Haw Country, Texas, they’re ranked right up there.

Thanks. *snugs*

True. But that’s about where I am with this woman. If she didn’t live with my mother, I would’ve severed all ties years ago since she’s one of the most toxic, awful people I’ve ever had the misfortune of knowing. My mother may be extremely gullible and buying into this Trump crap, but she at least knows not to talk…

I feel that. My aunt, a white woman on Social Security who very much enjoys ordering people around (because she’s 512 lbs of lazy— no sarcasm, no joke), damn near broke my brain by earnestly telling me that white privilege doesn’t exist because, “if it did, then we (meaning Her) would be better off and living at a…

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RYaJCmJgb9A

I can’t really put it all into words myself without this entire response deteriorating into an endless spiral of profanity and screaming spider language into The Void. Will howling sobs be adequate?

I won’t lie. I laughed harder than I should’ve at this.

Iä! Iä! Cthulhu fhtagn! *bows head*

I’mma spit on him, then slice up his achilles’ tendons so he can’t run while we have a nice little chat: he’ll either start seeing normal, non-asshole sense, or Stockholm will settle in. Anyone else interested? I can provide the tools and the pillow fort and sandwiches. Also, there will be plushies. :D

Don’t worry. People this toxically stupid are probably pretty easy to spot in the wild. I’d say let’s make a drinking game out of finding them, but I’m pretty sure that’s just garden-variety alcohol poisoning.

Low-hanging fruit, but still worth the swipe. *nods sagely*

Then that coworker is totally cool with being slowly fed into an acid bath up to his waist, right? I mean, if suffering is good and all....

While the bf and I haven’t really done the get-your-dice RP thang one on one, we do wind up in long, hilarious, theoretical scenarios on how specific characters of ours would handle the most outlandish things, half the time slipping into character patterns the longer the discussion goes on. Not sure if that counts,…

Honestly, I’m not sure if I’m keeping it together so much as I am wrapping myself in a warm, cozy blanket of rage. Everyone in my family voted for the molding, hateful orange. If I haven’t snapped yet, it’s only because my friends are awesome and I have a ton of books.

I’m just going to say that, for a brief moment, I thought that we’d made at least some progress. But now, I’m terrified for myself and for many, many people in this country.

Happy Birthday! :D

I laughed at this entire situation until I cried.

Hell, I already grabbed my spoon.

I’m going to add some of these to my list, that’s for sure. Otherwise, it would be 90% or more of Inkubus Sukkubus, which has served me well, but seriously... Stevie Nicks and Rasputina!

I found my first grey when I was 18. Now they just sprout out everywhere and I’m not even 35 yet. Of course, I almost compulsively change hair color with the shift in the winds..... buuuuuuut, I also have an undercut that’s left natural. Self-sabotage, yay! *cries a little inside*