"Depression is such a cruel punishment. There are no fevers, no rashes, no blood tests to send people scurrying in concern. Just the slow erosion of the self, as insidious as any cancer. And, like cancer, it is essentially a solitary experience. A room in hell with only your name on the door."
Learning that Jennifer Lawrence has nudes is kind of like having your older sister admit that she’s had sex before, in that your opinion on her doesn’t change at all but you’re kind of thinking “but wait, you’re my sister? You don’t have sex? Sisters don’t like sex?” And then you’re curious like, did you smoke weed in high school too? Do you have a piercing I don’t know about?
getting that look from your parents when your sibling curses
still laughing about yesterday during gender/sexuality studies class when our professor had everyone chant “VAGINA! PENIS! VAGINA!” a few times to make us more comfortable with saying those terms
and this girl just stands up slowly and says “…this… this isn’t math class…”