When you’re at the mechanic and you have to pay with money but are daydreaming about making the payment a different way.
It’s in this moment that you wish women’s rights would disappear so the mechanic can take what he deserves.
When it gets to the point where you’re sitting in class daydreaming about being her, you know you’re too far gone.
You know you will never be able to be completely satisfied unless you live a life of depravity. And you wouldn’t want it any other way…