Walgreens bought out my neighborhood pharmacy 4 years ago, bringing on the former staff. They renovated a Rite Aid and moved right in. Then, 2 years ago, they closed the store they'd just built. Now it's a shitty Dollar Tree.
Wtf is going on.
If I get the money I'll just use it to start my life over as a cute and mousy cottage core lady.
Lol I love/hate The Tree of Life. If it goes in that direction I'll have to watch.
Ya exactly, it's not because I've wanted to be a girl since I was old enough to know the difference between boys and girls or anything. So what if I would push a magical turn-me-into-a-girl button?
I think that's where I discovered Corruption of Champions many years ago (didn't leave my room for like 3 days).
These days I'm rarely in a situation where I can play games like those.
Erotic gender transformation stories. I love it all. Short stories, novellas, and massive multipart story arcs. Surgical transformations, magical fairies and genies, and science fiction nanobots. Forced changes, reluctant but secretly desired transformations, and voluntarily embracing feminity.
I'd probably be popping off at both ends if I'd done that.
You start getting philosophical when spilling your guts at 4am.
That's my guess. The massive amounts of sodium probably didn't help.
Yup. I got paid $300 by Darden Restaurants, Inc. to say their food gave me the squirts..
I'm not proud of it but I refuse to be ashamed
I ate so many Olive Garden breadsticks for dinner that I had to wake up twice to have diarrhea. Right now I'm empty but the situation is so dire that I can't trust a fart.
Those breadsticka are so damn good.
Literary rule
Photo of text from Player Piano by Kurt Vonnegut. The text says "Big tits will get you in anywhere."
I might be going crazy
We all have those moments where we think back on something we did and cringe at it. Over the past year though I've begun to do it almost every waking moment.
I began to say to myself in my head "fuuuuuck fuck fuck fuck" and "I want to die" and eventually I started to mutter it under my breath. Now I'm starting to just blurt it out without thinking at inappropriate moments. It's probably only a matter of time before that gets me in trouble. I know my wife has heard me before and now she doesn't ask what's wrong, she just looks at me.
It's gotten to the point too where it doesn't start with the memory of an action but while I'm still performing the action or in a conversation.
I don't really want to die, probably. But this shit is weird. Am I going crazy? I'm worried that soon I will be paralyzed and unable to act or interact at all. Maybe I'm already there, who knows.
I don't get their rationale all. They're either dumb as a toddler that can't get their way so they hold their breath, or they're malicious provacatours that want Trump to win for whatever reasons.