I believe... that while the lesson to ’never trust anyone ever again’ is reasonable in some cases it is not pragmatic or useful in any way. If you almost drown in the ocean, the better lesson is ‘learn to swim.’ I’m working on my breaststroke from now on.

If you have a gun and go outdoors, wear a mask.

I asked to speak to a manager and was rudely told to move along.

I believe… that, had I been in Chicago during the Reparation Looting, I’d have looted the shit out of Garrett’s Popcorn and Whole Foods. I mean, a Nike High-Top ain’t feeding my kids, right?

If you give a mouse a cookie, he’s gonna want a glass of milk.

There’s gotta be a better way.

And this is where one of the perks of being female comes in. When it has been a while inside a pose (about 20 minutes is good before a break is necessary), and my body is starting to fight it, it is easiest to go back into my brain and relax for a few moments more by thinking about sex.

Staying inside
Itchy skin
Don't feel like watching the news
Don't feel like love
More trouble than it's worth
Haven't shaved my legs in a month
Cause really who gives a fuck

So I became Empress Kate’s Duchess for Empire 15 of the Imperial City Court of the Prairie State Empire, or Windy City Empire for short.

With the digital world, however, the speed and frequency of baseless accusations and confirmed ideas with no foundation is overwhelming. The addition of memes has exacerbated the difficulty of separating fact from fiction. Without hours of time to research every claim, we tend to allow the propagandized messages to go unchallenged.