#...this

freedom is freeing until it's lonely. the price of independence is this crushing, soulless lack of connection. i want to be able to take whichever path i spontaneously choose, yet i long for somebody to be waiting for me when i reach my destination. are those mutually exclusive? i want someone to tell me i'm doing a good job. i feel small. is this why people believe in god? i miss someone i don't even know yet, who i may never even meet at all. i miss someone i once prayed to get away from, whose absence is now strange in a way i thought would feel better than it actually does.

“‘Free’ is a relative term, of course, and...with Kindred, with freedom, your mileage is gonna vary.”

Hate to be the bearer of bad news but you can not, in fact, be body positive and laugh at Trump being called “Morbidly Obese” at the same time....sorry!

“race is visual,” said the blackfish

how did this turn into a kpop blog.  how did this happen.