i spent my entire teenage years hating myself because of the shit y’all preached would happen to me because i was gay. so i hope u are mad, stay mad, feel the same anger you teach us to have towards ourselves.
Controversial but brave opinion: you can’t believe in incarcerating people with substance abuse problems while you claim that you can’t function without your morning coffee.
The absolute CUTEST thing on the planet is when people do that thing when they’re really happy or excited and they’re trying to not smile but you can obviously tell. That shit gets me every time.
Why are “van life” people accepted? We literally criminalize homeless people who live in cars, but if it’s a fancy car and the person in it isn’t poor, it’s all good? America explain.
I want everyone to know that my costume this year that no one will see is me covered in puffy pink clothing as “the little dangly thing that hang in the back of your throat”.
The best indicator for assessing my mental health is how many times I’ve listened to Put Your Records On by Corinne Bailey Rae in any given week. Brings me outta the darkest of places.
I’d like to formally apologize to the entire class of ‘24 at PNWU that was present on the Zoom call today. I didn’t know my camera was on while I ate an entire cheesecake and then preceded to cry. Again, sorry.
I’m going to start using my stopwatch instead of my timer for naps. Like instead of putting a limit on my napping, I wanna see how long I can keep that shit going.