I'm a professional artist and I'm out of cat reference that I haven't drawn ten times over, or cat pictures that I find inspiring.

I don’t mean this harshly, so I find it interesting when an entire family goes to Costco for a quick trip and just a few items. I understand it if it’s a special outing, and for places you go to regularly, it feels unnecessary to bring everyone along (kids, in-laws, grandparents, extended family), when one person could easily run in and grab what’s needed. What’s happening here?

Experts recommend having 2x your salary saved by age 35, and 3x saved by age 40.

However, studies show the median savings for 35-44 year olds is only ~$45,000. So obviously, most of us have work to do.

With pensions mostly extinct, and Social Security facing insolvency issues in the next 8-10 years - how are you planning to bridge the gap and hit the golden years with enough to meet your lifestyle requirements?

so this is weird and i've never told anyone but here we go.

when i was in middle school there was this kid marcus who made my life miserable. like not just regular bullying, he was creative about it. one time he convinced half our grade that i shit myself at a sleepover that i wasn't even at. another time he found out i had a crush on this girl emily and he asked her out specifically to tell me about it in detail. just cruel stuff constantly for like 3 years.

anyway fast forward to 2014. i'm in college, haven't thought about marcus in a while. i'm scrolling facebook and i see his mom posted something about a garage sale and her address was right there in the post. i screenshot it. don't know why. just did.

so that night i'm clipping my toenails watching tv and i look at the little pile and i look at my phone with the screenshot and i just thought....

i put them in an envelope. no note. no return address. mailed it the next day. felt stupid immediately after. figured that was it, got it out of my system, whatever.

but then a month later i'm clipping my toenails again and i just. did it again.

that was 11 years ago. i have not missed a single month. i've mailed them from different cities when i'm traveling for work. i don't even think about it that much anymore it's just part of my routine now. first of the month, rent and toenails.

the thing is i have no idea if he even opens them. or if he throws them away immediately. or if his wife opens the mail and has been hiding it from him for years. i have genuinely no idea and honestly i don't really care? like i'm not doing this for a reaction. i think i just like knowing that somewhere out there these envelopes exist.

i looked him up recently and he's got a wife and kids now. nice house. seems happy. good for him i guess. i found his new address when they moved a few years ago. took like 10 minutes.

sometimes i wonder if i should stop. i have a decent job and a wife too and normal life stuff. and also once a month i mail my toenails to a man who was mean to me when we were 12. there's probably something wrong with me.

anyway yeah that's it. felt like typing it out finally.

Aaron (The Walking Dead)

Bill (The Last Of Us)

Day -32 of complaining about the fact that I have to use the American 'Favorite' in the title as opposed to my preferred British ‘favourite'. Literally 1984

 I know theres only one option for flair tags but serious answers only please.  I wore my boyfriend’s pants the other day because I couldn’t find anything that matched the top portion of my outfit.  

This morning he was pulling crap out of the pockets that Id forgot about (press-on nails, change) Then he pulled these out and started to get upset because he thought I had been smoking cigarettes and putting the butts in his pocket. I am just as confused as he is because they really do look like cigarette butts to me except they’re all perfectly uniform in size and shape.

 My Dad’s smoked for thirty years and I hate it.  Lung cancer runs in my family, you can’t even get high off of cigarettes so I genuinely have no desire to smoke them let alone three in a row.  

Obviously he does not believe me because he says he never even uses his pockets and that it’s very convenient for them to all be in the same pocket i was just kind of putting things in throughout the day.

 He told me before that sometimes at work he has to go pick up cigarette butts off the ground at work so I suggested that maybe he put them in there a long time ago when he was cleaning up outside and only noticed them because of the change in my pocket making sound.  

It’s a snap button pocket so it’s possible they’d been in there and washed multiple times before he found them but he insisted he would never put them in his pocket.

 Anyways, they really really look like butts or filters to me but neither of us smoke and I just need to know what they are because he is PISSED at me.  I tried to explain that if they really were cigarette butts I would have told him instead of arguing for 20 minutes and promised that I literally just don’t want to smoke cigarettes and he seemed to calm down but then left for work without kissing me bye until I went outside and asked him to.  

This is genuinely like the maddest he has ever been at me and I’m extremely confused.