this business about men feeling sooooo underappreciated. feeling like their real problem is that nobody appreciates how great they are. my god. do something worth appreciating then!
using this website post-elon is a lot like eating meat — i can’t really morally defend it if i think about it, i know it’s destroying the planet, but my life is organized around its consumption. the only serious philosophical question becomes whether or not to kill myself
When I was in my early 20s I played with a chamber orchestra that performed a lot of forgotten works from the classical era, many of which were so dull it was easy to see why they'd been forgotten, and all of which were better than this trash
I have a coworker who is convinced I have a magic green thumb when in reality I just neglect plants until they're bone dry and then soak the shit out of them and repeat this cycle every 2 weeks or so
something about leaving your uncleaned apartment..the mess clings to your presence somehow, the strangers know about my dirty dishes in the sink by the way my tote bag keep slipping off my shoulder. I’m scattered. my movements are heavy with the clutter I left behind in my home