Can we please change “The Fault in Our Stars” to “Guilt Is A Star?” So much better. Anyway, don’t write irresponsibly about schizophrenia.
Phoebe Bridgers’ new album, Punisher, is just a million layers of gorgeous gut punch apocalyptic clinically depressed road trip MDMA trip reflection on aliens and/or the lack thereof.
Some people might tell you that not everything can be quantified, that the human experience is more than just numbers, that there are nuances in life a single digit can’t capture. Those people are wrong.
There are few things in life more edifying than perusing Yahoo Answers. However, in this busy modern world, many of us are left without sufficient time for this noble hobby. Lucky for you readers, I copied and pasted some gems below.
While Facebook has not demonstrated a particularly strong effort to combat anti-faxer activity, the company faces increasing pressure from public figures to take a firmer stance on the issue as the anti-faxing epidemic proliferates.
Scorpio: You may be strong, but the enormous group of crows you’ve enraged with your country music playlist is much, much stronger.
Libra: You will soon be disappointed to discover that interpretive waltzing is not, has never been, and will never be an employable skill.
My monthly playlists reflect a combination of how I feel and how I want to feel. E.g., January 2020 featured songs like “Asexual Wellbeing” by Okay Kaya, “Supalonely” by Benee, “Love You For A Long Time” by Maggie Rogers, “The Best” by AWOLNATION, “Wasteland, Baby!” by Hozier, and “Born to Die” by Lana Del Rey, because I love melodrama and I am not ashamed.