Continuing to tell sadists I’m going to fuck them up.
Or telling them to “fight me”
Month: September 2017
DID YOU MEET IVY?!
Standard
Oh welp it’s me.
But don’t make me admit it out loud.
“I would always rather be happy than dignified.” —Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre.
Gah, I’ll just leave this here and have a LOT of feelings about it.
Puerto Rico is really in worse shape than Texas ever could have been. People are likely going to be without power and service for months.
I haven’t seen nearly as many good suggested charities, but here’s a link to the one the Puerto Rican government endorsed.
Spoken like a true viking wife
Me: Your beard is getting long. Gonna trim it soon?
Pup: Nah. I wanna grow it longer. Maybe braid it.
Me: Why are you doing this to me?
Pup: This has nothing to do with you.
Me: How long is this going to last?
Pup: I don’t know. At least a year.
Me: Well I’m not marrying you with a fucking braided beard.
Pup: You don’t want to marry me if I look like a viking?
Me: No, not at all.
Pup: That’s the spirit.
Me: You’re terrible.
“You just wanna know those peanut butter vibes.”
Oh man but where even is the lie?