Lifestyle Rants, Witty Rants

ELEVEN.

Dear. EVERY. single. person. on. this. planet. with. electricity. hot water. and. a. normal. life. right. the. fuck. now: And believe me when I say, this is not me being all cute and snarky and "Awe, the Fox is harmless! She's just being her sarcastic awesome self, you really can't take her serious"... NO! You… Continue reading ELEVEN.

Blogging about Blogging, Letters, Lifestyle Rants, Soul-Searching Rants

She. Who Will NOT Be Tamed…

Negative-Naomi, Pessimistic-Peggy, and Temperamental-Tricia were in town today and the Trifling-Trio decided they'd each stab a straw into my soul and slurp it out of me, kind of like how the witches from Hocus Pocus did to kids you know? But without straws because they had magic and well yea, like THAT. Luckily, my toxically sweet soul… Continue reading She. Who Will NOT Be Tamed…

Soul-Searching Rants, Witty Rants

WeekEND

If there were a way to capture a screenshot of what's happening inside of my fucking head right now, I'm positive it would be immediately flagged as inappropriate content and banned by whoever those prick-people are who have actual jobs judging what gets banned from social media. It would look like a fucking battlefield-except there… Continue reading WeekEND

Letters, Witty Rants

In Response To ‘Merica, The Cunt

Disclaimer: When it comes to politics I rely on tabloids, whatever google says, and whatever everyone on Facebook says. Did you think that would stop me inserting my 2 cents plus an extra cent just for the sake of living up to my "extra-ness"?  Come on! we all know opinions are like assholes. Everybody has… Continue reading In Response To ‘Merica, The Cunt

Soul-Searching Rants, Witty Rants

Weekend Forecast: 98% Chance of Mental Shit-Storms

Well happy weekend humans! It's been a fairly decent, rollercoaster-of-moodswings (as usual) kind of day. And while the incessant shit-show that construes my mind was not meant to be the focal point of this post, I thought you know what? Let's do something different. So in lieu of a 2,500 word post- whose purpose may… Continue reading Weekend Forecast: 98% Chance of Mental Shit-Storms

Soul-Searching Rants

Black Glitter

It's no secret. I'm shameless. I was brought into this world with one missing section of the brain: the one that helps process and filter words and emotions before they get sent to the vocal cords. Or the fingertips.  It's no longer a secret that I had a less-than-blissful childhood. Many friends have reached out… Continue reading Black Glitter