Welcome to the new season of the Bachelor, starring me, Luther Barbarossa.

Who’s Worse: Manic Pixie Dream Girl or Joey Potter?
I recently decided to turn on Dawson’s Creek, hoping the late 90s/early 2000s classic would make me feel warm and fuzzy and inspire a new wardrobe.

Maid: Who Is This Misery Porn For?
Off the bat, the show is clearly pushing a few narratives: 1. The welfare system in the U.S. sucks 2. Being a single mom is hard as fuck 3. Poverty can happen to anyone, even white people (mind-blowing, I know). However, it deals with these issues in a way that left me a bit confused.

My Partner Would Rather Play Video Games Than Touch My Vagina
I think I could actually bleed out on the floor while he is in the middle of a game.

ugh, the holidays
Holiday parties? I would much rather spend Christmas ignoring my holiday season anxiety in the comfort of my bed with a bag of cheese puffs.

My Textbooks Made Me Evil
If I was a confident, capable woman and you couldn’t be like me, you sucked. It took me years to completely erase this idea and understand my privilege and the historical and present-day oppression of women.