It gets pretty damn dark!

Quinn and Rachel were some prime toxic yuri, but not enough people watched Unreal

For Wincest, definitely "Sex and Violence." The first time I watched that episode, I spent practically the whole thing rewinding and rewatching moments and going "WHAT?? They didn't just--" Same thing with that scene in s11, episode "Baby" where Dean walks in on Sam after sex and keeps watching lol

Seriously, when I'm anxious in public, especially in a fluorescent lit big box store, and a total stranger is kind and patient with me? I remember that shit forever. Those are the true menschs of the world. I hope her pillow is always cool and her holiday dinner turns out perfect.

But I had this coupon I wanted to peel from the cracker box and I start peeling it and it's not coming off and I say to her "sorry I'll abandon this coupon," and she's like "no, seriously, take your time. It's okay by me!" And when I almost left my umbrella, she brought it to me. My hero this week.

But as soon as I set down my stuff, a lady with a cart brimming full of stuff pulls up behind me, and I just pick up my cheese & crackers and go "I don't like dealing with the pressure, you know?" and start to go to another lane. But she's like "noooo, no pressure at all! Please take your time!"

I've lost count of how many times I've posted about this episode, but it is Everything to me, okay?

It sucks :/ I also feel like maybe I never figured out how to do bsky right either? Because it does seem like some people still have circles, but I am extremely marooned on some sort of desert island lol

And hey, some of those discourses on the brackets I’d rather not remember lmao but they remind me of when we were all talking about the same shit by the same water cooler and THAT I miss.

I also just feel like I no longer have a writing community. I feel super isolated and idk how to really fix that. One of the mags who published me asked me to be a submission reader earlier this year, and I LOVE doing that, it def helps, but it’s not everything.

And I felt like when I finished a story, there were people who would gladly beta read it for me as I would for them. I don’t feel like I have ANY of that anymore, and idk how to get it back. A big part of me not submitting to lit mags in the last year and a half is just depression, but…

getting into a regular rhythm of writing & submitting short fiction. I’d log on and see writers I followed sharing recent short story & poetry pubs. I’d always see when mags were open for submissions, announcements for themed calls or residencies, etc. I never had to hunt for it, it was just there!