one time i confronted my ex about something, and he *checks notes* claimed he was a misogynist to dodge the question.
don’t get me wrong, i believe him, but to think that was the better option??
executive function is so funny. i can spend hours cleaning the apartment and then just leave the vacuum on my bedroom floor and dishes in the sink for several days.
just popping in to let everyone know it’s pms week, and im absolutely raging. my god my fuse is so short. i want to burn everything down and then take a long-ass nap.
yesterday i woke up crying about bonez while my downstairs neighbor was blasting mambo no. 5. it was 8 am. i can *almost* find the humor in it, but in my current state it made me furious. i just want to mourn in peace.