Thanks! My eyes are pretty big 👀
Dear big-eyed girls: stop taunting me with your giant orbs.
Thanks! My eyes are pretty big 👀
Dear big-eyed girls: stop taunting me with your giant orbs.
i cant believe im gonna be 23 at the end of this month 😭😭😭😭
Ah, that moment when someone less than half your age is feeling old…
Me: “It was literally two people your parents’ age, discussing you like a foundling.”
Her: “I wanna be your foundling.”
Her: “Wait, what’s a foundling?”
This about sums things up.
Look, all I want is to invade every nook and cranny of your life, take away your privacy, deny you any sense of personal space, and basically treat you like some kind of idiot woman-child who can’t be allowed to work or play without guidance.… Read the rest “”
Old enough to have stolen a porn magazine from a Times Square sex shop because there was no internet.
My teenaged shoplifting phase was centered on violating the porn rack at the Waldenbooks in the mall.
I ripped off so many copies of Penthouse that I must have materially contributed to the collapse of Bob Guccione’s empire.
Me: I tell girls the right way to do things only after I’ve allowed them do it wrong by themselves at least once.
Her: That’s— why am I suddenly embarrassed?
Me: Well, someone is applying basic parenting strategies to your sexuality, so that could be it.
Just do it ✔️
I just want Martin Scorsespee here to elaborate on the right way to record yourself pissing.
(To think, I was there the day someone invented Urination Critique as a discipline.)
… Read the rest “”Short Stories
“When did your ankles get thick?” he asked.
She frowned.
“I— all I said was ‘good morning’…”
He placed his coffee cup on the counter.
“Really? I wasn’t listening.”
This makes me so sad EVERY time I see it, without fail.
me: Hey, I admitted I made a mistake.
she: Yes, but— but then you took the mistake and you just… you turned it into another way for you to get what you want!
me: I know! Neat, huh?
The games at this carnival are rigged, and run by an awful man.… Read the rest “A Recurring Theme”
“You’re like a nuclear waste disposal site for my semen. You’re where I go to bury my sins.”