I hate cultural appropriation, but I love punching myself. I try not to punch myself in a way that’s too cultural, just to be absolutely sure I’m not appropriating anything. If I punch myself in a way that’s too cultural, I feel like a marching band, and I have to remain a deaf, motionless lab technician until the feeling subsides. Once when I had PMS, I punched myself so hard I learned what art is. It was terrifying.
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