I Do Not Have A Crush On Audrey Hepburn. I Admire Her, I Revere Her, I Look Up At Her From My Grotty

I do not have a crush on Audrey Hepburn. I admire her, I revere her, I look up at her from my grotty little place on this planet and wonder what we ever did to deserve such an angel in our midst. She is my religion.

If you figure out how to do it let me know.

me trying to explain to my therapist why i have indeed chosen to be obsessed with a neurotic sad hologram with daddy issues

Girl crushes

I ... I don't know what this says about me honestly.

i am a firm believer that ocs are a reflection of the self in the way that every character you create has to hold some piece of you to really feel alive. sometimes this is why all your ocs have certain traits, sometimes this is why you can track your various issues and traumas all the way from middleschool to now based on what your ocs are like. this is a feature not a bug

The child came on stage and she was struggling to hold her fidgety son while she continued her performance. The wording on this post and its caption is very manipulative:

There was a time when appeals to emotional fallacies like “the beauty of motherhood” and guilt tripping worked on women to provide free labor, get no help or compensation, and take disrespect… that time is over:

Live blogging my day because I'm bored: Part 2

Now sitting in a supermarket car park on lunch listening to Infinity Welcomes Careful Drivers.

Two cigarettes in and wondering if I actually want the food I brought.

Still bitter that I planned to use the fact we needed milk this morning as an excuse for a smoke break but some woman from HR beat me to it (STAY IN YOUR LANE HELEN!)