So there is an urban legend or just a legend that I have seen going around the internet that your moles are where your lover kissed you a lot in a past life. I have several on my neck and one directly on my jugular vein. KISS MY NECK DAMMIT. I LIKE THAT SHIT. THAT SHIT'S HOT. NO WONDER I LIKE IT. AND CHOKERS. WHAT DA FUCK
Saying things like “You don’t know REAL cold” and “You call THAT heat?” is OVER!!! I don’t want to ever see shit like this again!!! We are all the victims of a system that put profit before our human lives and we are experiencing a world wide climate catastrophe!!! Be fucking empathetic to one another!!!
Freelancing in technical theater means you’re on a lot of different email lists. People need a crew, they send out an email, you respond with your availability. Now, most people start these with things like “hey folks” or “hi everyone”. Neal is not most people.
His openers started off innocent enough.
Then, he started to push boundaries.
And as you can see, it has spiraled out of control since then.
someone’s hoping you’re free to hang out. hoping you drive home safe. hoping they can hug you tight the next time they see you. hoping you’re out there doing well. hoping you’ll text them back. hoping you’re okay.
The fact that you can’t raise taxes on billionaires even slightly without them pouring money into fascist political movements is, of itself, evidence that billionaires as a class shouldn’t be allowed to exist in the first place.