legit

frowns upon a system, indeed!

pure wisdom from crème de la crème — i, too, am anti-billionaire (pro-millionaire, tho?):

Crème de la Crème is anti-billionaire and really frowns upon a system where a couple thousand people have basically everything and the rest of us have to vaguely hope that those people keep pushing humanity in the right direction and if they chose not to, we will not do anything about the system. I don’t like it at all. Billionaires are a threat to democracy and it is obscene that we allow people to have that much money. Late capitalism blah blah blah but you should know I’m kind of a hypocrite because I also absolutely love being in rich people’s business.

I know these two sisters who are both married to billionaires—yeah you’re not the only one with billionaires in your rolodex—and I often think about what their parents did right (or wrong?) because when I’m not being my highest self, it does feel very calculated. But isn’t all marriage a calculation anyway? And rich people marriages are the most calculated of the bunch.

stuck inside a cloud

oh george 💜

what we gave up for lent

• going to Dairy Queen (lol)
• buying ice cream (also lol)

surprisingly harder than you might think

divest from internalized ageism

from this deck of cards for artists:

related:

(from ina garten)

another good look

sharon speaking to me

vibing

none of these would look all that good on me but what looks (sorry for the hectic screenshotting / cropping). courtesy of bode.

(trying to find my old self)

i guess this might be depression

OK, my hard things are not that hard, but I do wanna say that being in a couple…can be hard (soft hard). maybe challenging is a better word. r and i are really not getting along these days, and it’s so sad. he’s frustrated by me being ~less than~ (stressed for two years, sickly, neurotic, no vacations except family obligations, etc etc). which i get. i mean yes, that is no picnic. opposite of picnic, actually. a dungeon. which makes me feel worse. but… what can i do? i’m honestly trying everything (loose use of the word “everything”): acupuncture, stretching, therapy, vitamins, mantras.

i guess i just feel a bit lost these days. like where is that old person. hardly remember what being a fun person feels like (if i ever was one). feel like everyone — especially ross — thinks I’m a debbie downer. which I guess i am?! (am i?) (I beg you to say no)