“I was too clingy and insecure. He would hang out with his friends and I’d text him, ‘Hi, do you remember me?’ I was just this psycho bitch. I would not date my younger self.”
“They had buried the dead kid in the backyard with all of the dead animals.”
The great residual effect of 9/11, if you aren’t old enough to vote or buy cigarettes at the moment? “Murica.” Yes, that’s what 9/11 means to today’s kids. Not terror. Not tragedy. Not the loss of safety. It means “that weird point in time before social media where everybody liked Chuck Norris.”
The epitome of 21st century counter-culturalism isn’t CBGB’s – rather, it’s hanging out at your nearest Chick-Fil-A.
Am I supposed to stay in my home and distance myself from the gay community because it’s dangerous? Or should I become MORE visible, facing my fear and presenting a united front with others in my community; put myself in danger?
“People who say ‘I had a great time, call me’ and then when you call them they never answer or text back or whatever. We just met, you don’t have to ghost me and make me feel stupid.”
Do you want to hear about the Seáin funeral wake tradition? I can tell you about Uncle Thomas’ funeral wake because I remember it in such detail, but also because they were all the same, and there were a lot.
There are some things even eye bleach can’t fix.
31 films, one for every terrifying day of October.
The media outlets were giving more coverage to the Paris attack, since even left-leaning American media is predominantly interested in Western events. It reflects the interests of its consumers. Experiences like these can expose our subconscious biases.