The most fucked up thing about this whole cost of living crisis is that I cannot afford to get a cold. I got sick for the first time in a year and all the remedies in curing a cold (medicine, emergen-c, Halls) cost me like $70. What. The. Fuck.
I forgot about the aftermath that happens after you watch The Room. Somehow it makes you only want to watch The Room because nothing compares to it and you just live through all the horrors over and over again.
More Matt Rife tea, I worked his show in Vancouver earlier this year (hated every moment) and members of the crowd (femme identifying) gave him gifts. Y’all think he actually took those with him? No he actually complained and then left them behind because he’s a garbage person.
I’ve eaten 2 Tesco meal deals a day while have staying in London for the last week. Why would you ever need to buy groceries when you have this wonderful life?