Your gut has seen things your mind is not prepared to remember.
Your gut has seen things your mind is not prepared to remember.
Monsters love masks. They collect them.
Monsters love masks. They collect them.
They are loud, relentless, mostly out of tune, and impossible to negotiate with.
They are loud, relentless, mostly out of tune, and impossible to negotiate with.
Today isn't just about a tragic memory. It's about confronting gender-based violence wherever it hides, and refusing to let silence protect it.
Today isn't just about a tragic memory. It's about confronting gender-based violence wherever it hides, and refusing to let silence protect it.
Great things come to those who cut the line quietly.
Great things come to those who cut the line quietly.
They never respond, and that's probably because they're still processing everything I've shared.
They never respond, and that's probably because they're still processing everything I've shared.
Healthy sacrifice comes from strength. Self-erasure comes from fear.
One nourishes you, the other slowly tears you apart.
Healthy sacrifice comes from strength. Self-erasure comes from fear.
One nourishes you, the other slowly tears you apart.
Commitment shouldn't snag.
Commitment shouldn't snag.
Here's my Friendly Reminder on Dressing for Air Travel (Since We’ve All Forgotten) that you can read in the @weeklyhumorist.bsky.social
Here's my Friendly Reminder on Dressing for Air Travel (Since We’ve All Forgotten) that you can read in the @weeklyhumorist.bsky.social
Here's my Friendly Reminder on Dressing for Air Travel (Since We’ve All Forgotten) that you can read in the @weeklyhumorist.bsky.social
But at day's end, I'm left with the weight of their stories.
I'm not transactional. It just hurts to feel so empty trying to make sure no one else feels that way.
But at day's end, I'm left with the weight of their stories.
I'm not transactional. It just hurts to feel so empty trying to make sure no one else feels that way.
This concoction, which uses equal amounts of Islay scotch, Campari, and green Chartreuse is called The End of the Road.
It's the only drink that tastes like both "I love you" and "I regret everything".
This concoction, which uses equal amounts of Islay scotch, Campari, and green Chartreuse is called The End of the Road.
It's the only drink that tastes like both "I love you" and "I regret everything".
You make this chaotic space feel like it has pockets of warmth, and like the world might be better than it pretends to be.
You make this chaotic space feel like it has pockets of warmth, and like the world might be better than it pretends to be.