"all women belong in the kitchen," the self-centered asshole says
the ground moves and the walls shake as all women around the world barricade themselves inside of their kitchens. they cook and eat and drink while the men outside of the barricades suffer from hunger and insanity. the males perish from famine and the women emerge united, choosing beyoncé as their supreme and unquestioned leader
having anxiety and depression is like being scared and tired at the same time. it’s the fear of failure but no urge to be productive, and it’s wanting friends while hating socializing. it’s like running a marathon with the willpower of a corpse because you want to get to the end but you also want to sleep and evaporate into the soil and become compost for snails and flowers because then at least you’re useful
i hope i marry someone who can keep up with my weirdness, either that or i need to find someone weirder than me.
Islam is the religion of prevention, to protect us from being the people of regret.
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