@memeticsisyphus
Once I said to my friend’s baby “oh, are you flirting with me? ☺️” bc baby was being all cute and fluttering his eyelashes, and I got a 90second speech on why that was disgusting of me and I was sexualizing his child.
Face dox.
Voice dox.
Hand dox.
Neck dox.
Curled lock of hair behind ear dox.
Freckle hidden at bend in arm dox.
Ratty tshirt you refuse to throw away dox.
Childhood home dox.
Dream dox.
Future burial plot dox.
@Arkoneous
I’ve always said “if they’re not married, they’re single” 👌🏻—it doesn’t necessarily mean they’re available—and that’s the way I try to date. If a man doesn’t intend to marry me he should move on bc I’m not going to play pretend marriage.
Here’s
@melodramadaisy
shooting—
Daisy didn’t get any photos of me, she’s not a girl’s girl…
jk I only shot one bullet and got a bullseye 😘
and actually she’s the ultimate girl’s girl.
here’s my feet.
Asked my dad to buy me a goth MAGA hat or *free big don* shirt, and he said he didn’t want to add gasoline to the fire.
Anyway.
Seeking husband who likes fires.
Am I a jerk, or is it reasonable to be annoyed that people don’t know how to read Shakespeare aloud? I’m ready to cry real tears for my role and these people can’t figure out “in’t”
I’ve never met a marriageable man who I could really have confidence in. Someone I could call with a problem and be certain their advice would be worth following. Or who I’d trust to make decisions for me, which is the dream.
Lolol like im dating six men and putting them against each other…and keeping putting off
#4
until I’ve met
#2
’s family😂
#3
bought me a car but he just doesn’t have
#5
’s shoulders…what’s a girl to do?
I spent years trying to avoid looking helpless as an unmarried woman so I didn’t come across as desperate…now I fully acknowledge all the things I need a man for. I can’t even lotion my own back. I am (rightfully, reasonably, & adorably) desperate for a husband.
Do reply girls exist? Is this a scenario I need to avoid, or are girls too pretty to worry about that? I feel like I have the privilege to chatter at leisure…
Went on a date with a guy who spent an hour detailing Polish military history, and honestly…it was fantastic. I want more dates like that. He was so relaxed and excited, it was adorable, and I got to chill out and ask dumb questions.
Grabbed my checkbook to write a rent check and realized idk who to pay. My last landlord told me somebody bought the house but nobody has contacted me…am I a squatter? Is this squatting?
It’s not just YA. Adults are watching kid’s cartoons, reading kid’s books, going on kid’s vacations, dressing like kids, talking like kids, thinking like kids.
Men love to call out infantile women, and women do the same to manchildren, but it’s both.
Mass arrested development.
Make your children practice reading aloud A LOT so someday they can impress people at a play reading, and not awkwardly stumble through line after line, mispronouncing every fifth word. ♥️
I was also the only woman besides the hostess in a cocktail dress with hair done, and sad nobody dresses up anymore…even for an event at someone’s home it’s polite to put some effort in. Just fifty years ago it would have been rude to show up somewhere with hair unstyled.
Awful to look at?!? 😦 Diagramming sentences is one of my favourite pastimes! When I first lived by myself I would get tipsy and stay up late diagramming sentences! So useful, so satisfying, so beautiful!
I remember so vividly the moment little Lola realized, knocked to the linoleum kitchen floor by a massive brainwave and expansion of consciousness, that skipping the bagel and just eating the strawberry cream cheese was not only possible…but fewer calories.
For the last month of hot girl summer, I intend to find a way to attract a man just like Doc Holliday.
This will require measuring any man I meet on a scale of Doc-ness. Hmm.
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I know when a guy is truly masculine not by his height or , but when I instinctively go to him with questions assuming he’ll have the answers. And when he actually has those answers? Swoon.
Two separate people this week told me I wouldn’t like something bc it’s punk! And two times I had to defend myself! But saying “I like punk!” with a distressed little pout didn’t work…
I know when a guy is truly masculine not by his height, but when I instinctively go to him with questions assuming he’ll have the answers. And when he actually has those answers? Swoon.
Anybody else want to get up on this *introverted does not mean shy or quiet* soapbox with me? We can make small talk while we’re up here bc I’m an introvert, not a wilting, dull, taciturn misanthrope.
I am a little aloof, though.
An afternoon spent removing tear stains from handkerchiefs—bowed low over a bucket in the bathtub, scrubbing around delicate bits of lace with a toothbrush.
A very big passion of mine! We need to be closer to death; physical ways of mourning, traditional burial practices, so we spend time grieving w/ the community, &the lengthened presence of the dead to make their transition out of this world tangible so we contend with it directly.
Pull up to the dinner party and hostess hands me this—
“Got this at an estate sale recently, kept thinking about how much Lola would love it…”
She was right; I love, I adore, I covet.
The body includes pheromones, hormones, style, posture…so many outward representations of the self. Leading and drawing someone in with the body makes perfect sense to me. Our lives are written all over our bodies. It’s not just t&a.
Asked my dad to buy me a goth MAGA hat or *free big don* shirt, and he said he didn’t want to add gasoline to the fire.
Anyway.
Seeking husband who likes fires.
Please pray for Doris C, the sweetest tiny old 98yo lady I met on my way home from getting groceries today. She said, “I’m in the last hours, days, of my life and just trying to get my trash bin back to the house.” 🥲