Howdy, Twitter. It’s been like 6ish months? I’m 30 and tonight I heard a Chappell Roan song that seemed super inappropriate because it reminded me of every song I was obsessed with I when I was 15, and that was half my life ago.
I hope you’re all doing beautifully, too.
This is where we’re fuckin at and I am weeping.
It’s perfect, it’s glowing, it’s all my sweat and my blood and my tears, and it’s mine.
I will never ever do it again, but it was all worth it, and then some.
@Matt_Slayer I think a good mental exercise is to flip the script and ask if it’s the male talents job in an anal scene if the female talent didn’t prep correctly. End of the day your body is your responsibility!
Sitting in my Barcalounger listening to the radio on the 1956 Magnavox, Squeeg and Big Mouth Billy Bass on deck.
I’m your hot suburban dad and I am at peace.
@KennethWReid We had a huge bush of it growing up and my mom used to make rhubarb sauce (think apple sauce consistency but TART). I still dream about it, it was divine on vanilla ice cream.
I have had a small bruise on my chin (sex related, don’t worry about it) since Saturday and today I casually mentioned it & TWO separate people, both of whom I’ve seen at least twice since, said “oh, I just figured it was dirt.”
They thought I had dirt on my face. FOR TWO DAYS.
My favorite personal anecdotes are the ones where there’s just absolutely no way I come out looking good and boy is that an opinion I do not share with many people.