merry dipmas! {my huge middle finger to the traditional christmas dinner}

Have you ever done 25 cent self-therapy and tried to figure out why you are the way you are? I do it ALL THE TIME. Instead of working on patching my holes and hurdling forward, I sit and sift through memories and hypotheses like a community college archaeologist in order to trace my shit’s beginnings.

Every now and then I do unearth treasure. 

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why is THIS in my purse? {in the powder room guest post}

Sometimes I wish I was a boy. I'd like to know what tickled balls felt like. I'd like to know what doing a casual pull-up felt like. I'd like to fiddle with a moustache while scanning a menu. But most of all, I could get away with four cards and a set of small keys in my pocket instead of a purse.

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