Theee years ago today my dad asked my mom for chapstick and she handed him lipstick. He didn’t know for about 20 mins and was so touched that I suddenly wanted so many father/daughter pictures.
My ultimate fantasy is telling a stranger, “you need to wear a mask” and as they go off about fake news and hoaxes, I say “oh no, I’m sorry, it’s because you’re ugly.”
Me for 2-3 days every month for my entire adult life: “I don’t know what’s wrong with me! Everything is hopeless. I hate my body, skin, and life. I just want to quit everything and give up. Nothing matters. What is going on with me?!”
My vagina one minute later: “blood”