Specifically, I love calling people cunts when they are acting cuntish. And recently everyone is. So everyone’s a cunt.
I used to worry that this was anti-feminist. Now I don’t give a fuck, because it’s such a satisfying word.
If you know someone who’s depressed, please resolve never to ask them why. Depression isn’t a straightforward response to a bad situation; depression just is, like the weather.
Try to understand the blackness, lethargy, hopelessness, and loneliness they’re going through. Be there for them when they come through the other side. It’s hard to be a friend to someone who’s depressed, but it is one of the kindest, noblest, and best things you will ever do.
MAJOREST FACEPALM IN THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE
YOU HAVE BEEN IN LAW SCHOOL FOR 5 WEEKS
HOW CAN YOU THINK THAT THAT IS AMAZING
IT IS AWFUL
shoutout to people working weekends and overnights and overtime, people working in hospitality and retail and food service, who are sacrificing time with their loved ones, so fuckers with weekday desk jobs get to live comfortably with the amenities we provide while simultaneously shitting all over us for not getting “real jobs”
Life of a gimp on a fall evening in PA. And literally the only thing keeping me sane right now.