80% of the time I PMS and it’s like wah im grumpy oh well and 20% I feel crushed by overwhelming immovable sadness that sits on my chest and rends me apart so
No hate to this person bc the comment is harmless but when did everything become SO entrenched in silly little ‘identity tokens’ that 1/3 of the time boil down to ‘im not like the other girls (I’m like these different girls)’
at this punk show and the lead singer keeps transitioning to each song by saying “this is our next song” or “this is our other next song” and nothing else