Milk duds taught me patience, war heads taught me strength, but reese's pumpkins taught me how to love.

Taking out the heart of everything and replacing it with machines is killing the will to live.

Realizing you're overworked, underpaid, underfucked, and have the smallest desk is an appropriate reason to crash out right? Asking for a friend.

I need a song similar to "slow dancing in a burning room" by John Mayer, but it's not about a relationship but someone's life falling apart.

Most days I enjoy my own company. But today doesn't seem to be one of those days. Glancing up to an empty chair across from me at this cafe seems to be taking more of a toll on me than I thought it would.

Listening to the older women in my office judge and nitpick other people because their self-esteem is low is so fucking sad. According to them, being fat means you're either disgusting or delusional?

George Michael once said, "Guilty feet have got no rhythm." Is that why most yt people can't dance? 🤔

Just because your checks are big doesn't mean it's a lot to cash.

The fact that a washing machine is one if my biggest enemies rn is CRAZY. 😐

Currently reading "The Inmate" by Freida McFadden. Going into it, I felt like it was a Lifetime movie. But now it's giving almost A24 vibes. Really diggin it.

The new White House has already deleted dozens of environmental justice websites and reports. Worry not, they’re all backed up on various independent university websites. eelp.law.harvard.edu/tracker-type...

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It’s been inspiring to see everyone come together for LA,,, but there’s one community I need to highlight.

Not enough is being done for the black families after the LA fires. Ive partnered up with GoFundMe and the BMAC to create ONE main GoFundMe campaign to immediately help those in need.

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