It's My Baby (to the tune of "It's My Party")
It's my baby, and I'll kill it if I want to
Kill it if I want to, kill it if I want to
You would kill it too
if pregnancy was forced on you
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I Believe... [Choose Love But FUCK YOU!]
I believe… that when you post things like “Choose Love” and follow it up with a strident hatred for someone you disagree with, you have clearly demonstrated how completely full of shit you are.
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I Believe… [Crisis Management]
I believe… that how you behave in a crisis will determine how well you do once it’s passed.
Perfect Stranger
What I wasn’t prepared for was the perfect stranger, an outpatient, who I would meet later that day.
Nothing Good Ends in "oma"
It's not easy learning you have a tumor. There will be pain, even if it's completely harmless.
...that if being a prostitute is just ‘sex work’ then why is it awkward if your manager at the local Starbucks offers you a raise for a blow job? It’s just work, right? “I’ll have a Chai Latte and a rim job. I’ll keep the tip.”