I’m being so fucking for real, drop your go-to Etsy witch below. That or I’m googling “Exorcist near me” and because whatever is brewing in my gut is fucking demonic

This rant was brought to you by a comment on a woman’s post where she is literally just existing on an oil rig 🫠. Man, I still get called a barracks bunny, been out for almost 4 years and I lived in the barracks for 6 months while I was in. I actually rented a room out in town, away from the ship because of barracks room breaks ins, specifically of women I served with. Broke the bank but it kept me safe 🤷‍♀️

Also I sincerely apologize that this is happening. It might be my worst year for it. I think it’s so annoying to me because it affects my ability to work so much (my brain: yeah idiot, that’s what a disability is, duh!) but to me streaming isn’t work, it’s my fun