Typical Asshole

Has anyone else been in the strangest, most indecipherable headspace of their life lately

Bitch, it’s called trauma! We’re all limping through a fuckin pandemic!

It’s almost as if nobody wants to admit that they might not be prepared to do the work it takes to love somebody. And it can be laborious. To be intimate with someone who is flawed (which is the standard) requires us to expose our own flaws. We don’t talk about the heavy responsibility of that. We don’t talk about how we’re too lazy or too cowardly sometimes. We instead accuse love of being elusive. It isn’t. It is omnipresent. It asks us to be better people. And sometimes we flat out refuse.

Ah, the ‘ol scream and sleep.

i hate that men can look at me and have thoughts about me