I look forward to the alcohol-free wine bar, and the cheese-free patisserie. What more fun things can we be freed from?

I was so disappointed when I found out beck was a scientologist. This sounds stupid but I always felt like beck was TOO weird for Scientology

It gives me a lot of happiness that these two are still together and seem to be loving and close to their living children. So often stories that start out this horrific only lead to divorce and fucked up survivors.

I’ve been eventually dumped or rejected or made to feel like shit in some capacity by almost every dude I’ve ever fucked or wanted to fuck and yet somehow I’ve managed to never mass murder

I’m surprised someone hasn’t tried to give the whole “girls don’t sleep with me so I’m murderous” thing a name in the hopes of legitimizing it. Like testicular retention induced psychosis. Or a friendlier sounding “He had a case of the jizzblocked cranial crazies.”