Bugs serve a purpose, after all.

FUCK OFF

It is really hard to leave an alcoholic. For a really long time I kept thinking, “if we just get HERE” or if x, y or z happens, we’ll finally be happy and he’ll be healthy. Then he did get sober and all my repressed anger/resentment was overwhelming, and he couldn’t deal with trying to help me work through it. So I…

thank you for knowing chokecherry jam! Stupid NYers are trying to call it the aronia berry and make it into a superfood.

I have a drink. One. With food. And no drinks on the flight bc ugh.

Go on....

As someone who also gets Botox, girrrrrrl. You can’t sleep your way out of your forehead moving.

I’m confused about why this dude is so fucking fixated on weed. It’s always the people who need it the most.

I thought I thought of this. Le sigh.

I do that and it’s unintentional. Just a thing that I do I guess.

I’m curious about how her face will age. I don’t know of any public figures that started fucking with their face so often when so young.

These are the stories that, as stupid as it sounds, make me not settle for ordinary. What’s the point of someone taking up your space if it’s not for this?

I dunno, I have no dollars saved and I’ve sufficiently and lovingly told my dad his views blow. I think it’d be more difficult as a public figure.

Dairy farmers rarely make more than the cost of production.

Wouldn’t it be an interesting world if we taught people how to not rape, rather than how to not be raped?

If I had Janelle Monae’s breasts, I would be sharing them with the world out of a deep civic duty. DAMN!

I’m living in an artists’ commune in LA and doing farm stays in Sonoma County, and go to Boston for work. Going to Miami and the Keys for the first time next month. Going to FINALLY get my passport! Can’t wait to keep going.

I left a 16 year relationship and I’ve been wandering from place to place for five months now. Leaning on the community I’ve built up and I work remotely, so it’s been quite the adventure. I can’t believe how calm and happy I am.

Do you look at pictures of him every day and hope he will die? Just me?

Me too. I’mma manifest him into my pants.