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I need my weird alone time or I will explode

i must not get takeout. takeout is the wallet-killer. takeout is the little-death that brings total obliteration. i will face the kitchen, fridge, and pantry. i will make choices about what to cook and then execute them. when hunger is gone there will be nothing. only i will remain.

As much as I want to support ethical farming practices I will be buying the cheapest bag of frozen chicken thighs as much as the next frugal/poor person which is why animal welfare needs to be legislated, not left up to the invisible hand of the free market or some bullshit. Invisible hand of the free market finds itself around a lot of throats.

a lot of your suffering comes from treating your nature like a problem to manage instead of a design to understand

Darcy in his letter being like, "I suppose if you say so, your sister might have actually loved Bingley. I'm not sure though, it seems unlikely. I did look very hard at her for like, whole minutes at the ball. But whatever, it's already done and I still think I was right. Because your family sucks."

Elizabeth to Jane being like, "Darcy's friends who quite literally live with him think he's great, but obviously they are decived and blinded by his wealth. I talked to this hot guy at my aunt's house for a whole evening and I, Elizabeth Bennet, know the real truth: Darcy sucks."

They really are made for each other.

why dont you make like a tree and feel the breeze and the sun and the changing of the seasons. and Grow

happy Barely Keeping It Together Wednesday to all who celebrate

how do i get over the belief that love will be the cure to all my ills

Love is the cure but not only romantic love