I'm in trouble on the internet... again...
And this one is quite dark.
A Low Desire To Please with Jameela Jamil
A fuck it bucket of all the things I think and feel. (I have only one account, this one, any other account claiming to be me is a fake)
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So... I recently had an *actual* nervous breakdown...
The most honest thing I have ever written.
Are men with sick mothers... superior?
Don’t shout at me!
So I posted some pictures of my boyfriend on the internet...
and the reaction was interesting!
Ah shit! We let pedophiles decide our beauty standards.
Post the release of the harrowing Epstein files, and the powerful men in media and fashion, considered possible accomplices, it feels fair to say this with more gusto!
Fuck a duck.
Before I publish my next piece, I just wanted to write a quick note to thank you for the outpouring of love after my deeply, deeply confessional piece on Sunday.
So, my private texts were leaked to the world...
And I have a lot to say.
"You're going to die alone."
An ode to friendship.
I don't want children. I don't want children. I don't want children. I don't want children.
My most unhinged essay yet.
SOME CHRISTMAS REMINDERS!!!
MY KEYBOARD IS STUCK ON CAPS SO IT WILL FEEL LIKE I'M SCREAMING.