Bathrooms that place their mirrors in such a way that you’re forced to either look yourself in the eye while you pee or demurely cast your gaze away are engaging in a power game that I, while pissing, do not have the capacity to win
I love everything about this post. the language, the eloquence of the grammar. the startling contrast of imagery, and overall extremes of emotion. the best written thing i’ve read all month is a tumblr post on being forced to watch yourself pee.
Thank you, I accept this award with the dignity and humilty with which I wrote this post, on the toilet in a public bathroom at a Popeyes, trying not to look at myself
#i’d like to thank my parents and the concept of interior decorating