This has floated in and out of my faceborg lately, but I was sans wifi and burning data. Glad to finally watch it, because fuck that.
ETA: I emailed the video to a woman I know who isn't here at Wonkette for reasons I think are obvious after reading her response:
"I try my best not to let my "mind wander" to all of those many instances of vicious family abuse that didn't end until my mother died. –"the three-ring shit show of my life", from "soul-eating cocksuckers"
I really try not to focus on stuff like this, because I've realized there's no healing from a lifetime of that crap, the only option is to block it out, and all any of this kind of mantra does it just bring it all to the surface again.
It makes me want to shit in a box and mail it to both brothers, with a thank you note, "thanks for caring."
Added to playlist.
I watched this with subtitles on and it was hilarious.
Also too: Related.
Prose poems can seem |so transcendent.|
Now Go The Fuck To Sleep.
I cleared my throat Chuklra.
This has floated in and out of my faceborg lately, but I was sans wifi and burning data. Glad to finally watch it, because fuck that.
ETA: I emailed the video to a woman I know who isn't here at Wonkette for reasons I think are obvious after reading her response:
"I try my best not to let my "mind wander" to all of those many instances of vicious family abuse that didn't end until my mother died. –"the three-ring shit show of my life", from "soul-eating cocksuckers"
I really try not to focus on stuff like this, because I've realized there's no healing from a lifetime of that crap, the only option is to block it out, and all any of this kind of mantra does it just bring it all to the surface again.
It makes me want to shit in a box and mail it to both brothers, with a thank you note, "thanks for caring."
WTF did I do now?