i’ll give my period a smooth 3.5 days to do her biggest ones. but on day 4? i decide that i am spiritually, emotionally, mentally, and physically done. she better figure that shit out, because i’m not about to dedicate anymore time to that nonsense.
We need to bring back intellectual elitism. Sorry, but a virologist will always know more about vaccines than a yoga mommy blogger with a ChatGPT Plus subscription.
this song literally boosted my ego as a child and is why i am the way i am today. “careful what you wish for because you just might get it” like words from scripture