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People’s emphasis on being “busy” as the highest moral imperative is gross. I guess it’s cool if capitalism gives you just a massive hard on. I hate having to suffer through small talk about how busy busy busy people are. I don’t give a fuck. I differ to Maria Bamford here, “People want to know: ‘So what are you

Yeah, kids are annoying and weird... they’re kids. I think this is kind of related to the reality of being a kid and having absolutely no control of your life and your circumstances. Obviously, kids need someone to take care of them, but never really having any choice leads to weird shit like this. I remember being a

Yeah, mine developed around the same time I was in a years long, super intense, unhealthy relationship that was often long distance. I flew a lot during that time in highly emotional states. So, yeah, maybe my anxiety is a random as sometimes think it is too.

As someone who has ever worked in the service industry, you know people are wild unpredictable animals. Everyone, yes including you and me do things that make the people you pay for services bonkers. I’m so glad I found a stylist I like recently. She’s the first one to not give me pageant girl/weathergirl flippy

I somehow developed some severe flight anxiety in the past few years. I’m the daughter of a former flight attendant and I flew all the time as a kid and had zero bad experiences or anxiety about it. I don’t know what happened. Mentally I can tell myself that I’m very safe, but my body just reacts oppositely- stomach

Yes! I’ve been trying to figure out why people are so convinced that if they are good together now they must be good together forever, and if not it’s some kind of failing. I’ve had a couple long term relationships that were amazing, but after some time turned and became very negative. I would push through, believing

Yo, the pacing of this seems a lot like Brick... but like a million times better. I need some queer neo noir.

Tbh, all my ill advised sexual encounters have just given me more character.

This is some next level aggressive heterosexuality.

I’m always curious about the cultural feelings about this kind of thing. I remember once in college my friend who was from Nepal came over and I offered her a joint. She was super excited. She told me that even though pretty much all of her male friends in Nepal smoke weed that she had never been offered any. I’m so

Yeah, this dude’s insincere, hyperbolic threat to his own health is much more important than the health of actual, living women who will be put at risk by anti choice legislation.

Oh, you don’t have to kill yourself to set yourself on fire, maybe just sear up a small portion of your forearm. I fixed your problem for you! Now, it might be very painful, inconvenient, and if something goes wrong it still might kill you. At that point it’s really in god’s hands what happens to you and your burns,

I don’t think it’s in Woody’s repertoire to write lines for women that don’t revolve around a (brilliant) man’s (sad) penis.

Even people directly affected by systemic marginalization and oppression can still want to distance themselves from others who they perceive to be “bad victims”. This seems to be especially true for people in a positions of power. I’m sure it’s exhausting to feel as if everybody needs to be a model representative of a

In my mind in the Tim Hortons story both the part of the customer and the employee are played by a young Kyle MacLachlan.

Well, I’m a whole two inches taller than you but I’m still pretty short. I want to reject the idea that androgynous means masculine so I try to remind myself of that whenever I feel like my ass is too curvy for boyish clothes.

I’m loving the kind of androgynous style trends right now. I realized that in embracing my queerness I’ve started to dress kind of like a low-key femme Mac Demarco. Light denim, boy’s shirts, baseball caps, etc. Now, I’m pretty short and have long ass hair so I think the contrast works. I don’t even care if it

No, the aspiring WASP base that shops at Tar-jay.

In my experience they are the only fucking thing around for miles when you are driving across the country, except for McDs. A few years ago when I didn’t eat meat and did a lot of cross state driving I found myself hungry and stopped at yet another Subway nearly weeping into my soggy sandwich of lettuce, tomato and

Annie’s is the best! If you are ever feeling like a gourmand put a dash of heavy cream and a can of sweet peas in there. It’s dope.