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Some of us understand. Some of us understood before this even happened. But we got the same “Well, both sides-.”

Now I’m just furious.

There was a knitting cruise I looked at before. Took you around Europe and had events to spin your own yarn and there would be workshops with masters. I think I would do that.

Go to a concert. I was young, but it was so loud and crowded that I cried. I know that’s the concert experience, but it’s too much for me. I don’t do live performances that aren’t theater/Orchestra.

Or just grow up, admit you were wrong, and do something about it. “It’ll make them feel bad!” Good, they should feel bad. They voted for an openly hostile, dumb, Russian bootlicker of a president. I just don’t get this post that keeps being reposted and why coming together means forgetting how we got here.

Imagine an abusive wife trying to come back to her husband because she didn’t realize she signed a prenup and wants to say she was lied to about leaving now that life is hard. Like, no, not going to take any responsibility for my temper/violence, or even say I’m going to change, let’s just pretend I didn’t know that punching you in the face was gonna leave a black eye because I didn’t think it would hurt my hand.

“I didn’t work in the freezing cold in Russia to save money to marry someone who isn’t a virgin,” says Suhrob, who asked that his full name not be published to protect his privacy. “I told her that I would have married someone else had I known this situation.”

And I’m sure his dick is fucking pristine 🙄 I like that he didn’t work in the freezing cold for love or hoping to have a family, or even just ego/pride, just the idea that he’d have a fresh vagina waiting for him.

My mother would be truly devestated, and I don’t trust people to take care of my cat the way I want.

I would be much more embarrassed having a potent punani than buying products. 🤷🏿‍♀️