where boners go to die
“i have a groupon”
seriously y’all…this is not a pickup line. just leave the groupons for after you’re like dating for a minute.
i don’t know about this. being a working class turned struggling to be working class femme has made me always appreciate a babe who can get frugal and isn’t afraid to be like, “damn, i want to treat you like a queen but the only way i can do that is if we hustle and pay half price” i think this mentality of living beyond our means or feeling bad if we can’t is what keeps a lot of us in that struggling place.
shit costs too much and we struggle to afford it and lose focus of what we’re actually supposed to be doing which is loving in radical ways and sticking it to capitalism