EVERY MORNING I WAKE UP AND OPEN PALM SLAM A DIRECT MAIL CATALOG INTO THE SLOT. ITS WOMEN BE VACATIONING AND RIGHT THEN AND THERE I START EMAILING SOME SHIT LIKE HEY@WHITECOTTONBEACHPANTS.COM ALONGSIDE WITH THE MAIN CHARACTER, WHO DOES NOT LIVE HERE ANYMORE. PLEASE STOP SENDING…
Christo and Jeanne-Claude are back from the dead and back on their bullshit. i gotta say. to me? it never made sense, and this time it is even worse
“entrepreneurs” (pejorative)
here are a few things I do instead of hate read:
remark “ah, this is self harm, gonna skip it”
append a few names to the “people to be very very rude to IRL if ever encountered”
remark “how do you possibly have the time? get a job. go to church or something.”
“actually existing neoliberalism”