I just had a horrible thought after reading your last paragraph. The safety law regarding the back seat could be applied to fetuses via a law banning pregnant women from driving or sitting in the front seat, taking away even more autonomy.

Preeeeettty sure his name is Jance Dance Vance, and I won’t be convinced otherwise.

I bought a milkshake on a beach boardwalk a couple weeks ago, as a treat, cuz I was at the beach, yknow, why not. The last time I had a milkshake was probably this time last year. They only offered one size, 20 oz. I would have preferred less, but whatever. My friend got a single scoop in a cup. About a third of the way into my shake, she was done w her scoop, and i did not want to eat anymore milkshake, but I also didn’t want to be wasteful, so I ate the rest of it, but it was not good anymore. It was too much sugar, and then my tummy hurt haha. Her lil scoop was the perfect amount and cost less than my stupid thing.

Sorry, you didn’t ask for this anecdote. It was all to say: I agree with you, sure they taste good, kinda, but only for a minute and then the suffering comes.

I once heard it described as a verb tense of “yoink” and that made me feel a lot better about it slipping into my regular usage.

I’m still cheugy af tho, according to my 26 year old roommate, so maybe don’t take advice from me.

Take it easy, homeslice xx

Protoyiff has been added to the lexicon. Thank yooooo verymuch.

Um. I love him.

You’re thinking of Rhianna and Eminem, love the way you lie,.or something like that. It’s hysterical to me that that’s the song you’re talking abt because the person who originally replied to you suggested Eminem and Dido. So. I think you just don’t like Slim Shady.

I’m young and ignorant, so I don’t know what I’m talking about and I’d be open to anyone posting any links for me to learn from. But I remember being in middle and high-school 20 years ago, and learning about the UN’s “millennium goals” that they were trying to achieve by 2015. And they were… awesome. Like the real definition of awesome. They were awe-inspiring. And they made me hopeful as a young teen. And I remember when 2015 came and went and they hadn’t even come close to meeting those goals. And I remember thinking, okay, well, they’ll keep trying. But they didn’t keep trying, and in fact I never heard anyone talk about the millennium goals ever again. And then 2016 came, and at least from my American-centric viewpoint, the world has been on a rapid decline since then. And I am honestly so hopeless, like rock bottom hopless, like, I don’t know what the future is gonna be, but i can’t imagine a good one if we stay on this path, and I don’t know what to do, because I’m not a world leader.

I used to have so much respect and admiration for the UN but they’re just as garbage as every other power in the world. This post is a fucking joke. My ex partner is from Saudi. I remember excitedly asking him about his opinion and his families opinion when women were first given permission to drive and he was DISGUSTED. Said “this should have happened ages ago, Saudi is using this as a PR move, why should we be happy that women are just now getting this right?”

Anyway. Sorry for the long response to your sarcastic comment. Have a good day. Xoxo.

My mother was the abuser in my home. She abused me and my father. That fact doesn’t prevent me from knowing that men are statistically more likely to be the aggressor. I don’t know what I’m trying to say with this comment. Life is scary and hard enough. May we all only share and receive kindness.

Xx love you.