I’m a man in my 30s and I fucking love her music.
I really don’t give a squirt of piss about her as a person but she consistently makes music I enjoy listening to.
I’m no tanks but like… china seems stable. They’re innovating, getting shit done. And the is… well. Hardly surprising that the tides would turn this way.
It rolls over the glans.
So you just kind of. Like. Roll it.
He’s in the files because he fucks children, I’d imagine. Not complicated.
I’ve always found a great way to deal with disappointment is to just eat razor blades dipped medical waste until the disappointment fades away. Hopefully they can give it a shot and it works for them too.
Yeah. For me it’s be like: if we die then at least we’ll die together.
NOW WIFE, PREPARE THE FALCONUS GIGANTICUS FOR COMBAT, FOR WE RIDE NOW INTO BATTLE ON THE PEREGRINE WINGS OF GENDER EQUALITY AND RECIPROCAL ORAL SEX, BUT IN A MORE IMPORTANT, MORE LITERAL WAY ON THE WINGS OF THIS BIG ASS BIRD.
This, and also you can always be a better, more likable version of yourself. There’s a difference between understanding the things people expect from other people and tailoring your actions and thoughts to align with those things, and sacricifing who you are to be taken advantage of, or contorting yourself into something unrecognizable.
It’s a fine line that many people who are not neurotypical or struggle with some kind of trauma have trouble finding, but it is real and learning to see it can bring positive and lasting change to your life.
Also, nobody likes someone that eats poop so if you eat your own poop or other peoples poop the stop eating poop.
Oh. Yeah it all makes sense now.
I know her personally and while I have no opinions on her journalistic ability I hired her to watch my dog, which she ate, and then believing her that the dog just ran away which it was prone to do, hired her to watch my cat, which she ate, and then, heeding her well spun sob story about needing money and not wanting to ruin our friendship hired her to watch my pet bird, which she ate, but unbeknownst to her I’d installed hidden cameras at that point.
I’m sure she’s a fine journalist but do not hire her to pet sit. She will eat your beloved pets.
This brings me back.
I’d thoroughly learn everything I could before doing a drug, so I could use it responsibly, and then proceed to use it in as reckless and irresponsible fashion as possible.
Ah. To be young again.
I’ve lived in rural Canada and the majority of the people I knew were as dumb as a bag of hammers.
What a fucking idiot.
I mean this 100% seriously: the natives should sell every fucking drug known to mankind to non natives.
It’s their sovereign land, they’d make a fucking killing, and there’s an element of revenge there I quite like.
I personally support bringing the r word back but am vehemently opposed to literally everything conservatives stand for.
Me too. I am rolling like a fucking tire. I fucking love everything.
Depends on the instance really.
Good partners of any gender want equality, emotional vulnerability, good communication, and mutual support.
Shitty partners want gender roles. When you have a realistic view of the world then you understand that people have flaws, strong points, and layers of complexity.
The good news is there are plenty of good partners out there. The bad news is that the only way to really firm up what you want, offer, and need, is trial and error.