Not sure about everyone else (or maybe my home life and environment were really that shitty) but when I was a teenager I knew exactly where to go to buy a gun on the street and roughly how much it would cost. It wasn’t exactly a secret that a certain neighborhood was rough and you could purchase guns, drugs, booze etc from the people hanging outside a particular convenience store.

Anecdotally, this really does happen. When I got Botox in my crows feet, I genuinely felt less happy when I smiled because my smile didn’t reach my eyes. When the Botox wore off, I felt normal again.

On the plus side, the Botox I get for migraines makes me feel less surly because I can’t furrow my eyebrows lol

If you’ve never listened to the whole album, I seriously recommend it. It’s called “A Day Without Rain” and is one of those 10/10 albums where every song is good.

Middle school art class wouldn’t have been the same without Enya playing on repeat in the background. It never got old.

The system is working as intended. Disenfranchised people are imprisoned and their families charged exorbitant amounts just to speak with them while the overlords go to the Caribbean.