I feared Trump a lot less after Bush broke me. I fear another Trump less even. Younger, more idealistic me would vomit with disappointment in my shrugging and sighing instead of seething and yelling.
Sometimes I attend 12-step meetings again for social reasons or friendly support or job hunting and even the boilerplate texts will still make me be like “What in the tarnation?” Like literal tarnation.
They’d be super offensés if they could speak a real language. Thanks for half our vocabulary, suckeurs.
Please, no. I need to believe there’s still a place where things aren’t worsening.
cleverly also called “dogfooding”
Unambiguous pedantry suffices
When I don’t, I act like I do, and the rest takes care of itself. Plus more friends plus more actual confidence.
It takes a village. Don’t kinkshame. Do nazishame. Do wealthhordeshame.
This is the kinda community that requires more than 5 hours of sleep to digest. I know now.
“A problem with alcohol”? I think not; why, I am a professional. Good day, sir.
—me to the neighbor’s mailbox
I’m partial to The 5.6.7.8’s, myself
Omg I haaaaate the 9/11s. If they ever find out who was driving those planes, we should probs kill them.
Brazzers ethics correct
Haven’t you shown her the chart with the pirates? Can’t argue with science.
Philippines- and rosary-loving atheist here. She’s a keeper.
Win–win, Pangloss
I’m sure my Mac can open my 2004 .sit file. Don’t question me. 🧐
God I really need to spend more time in hospitals
The person smoking weed next to me with skin darker than my own, yes.