I cry more at songs than anything else, and if you want be to bawl: 110% "Sunrise, Sunset" from Fiddler on the Roof or any rendition of "What'll I Do." I also randomly burst into tears when I hear the Nutcracker Pas des Deux, which I attribute to a very specific childhood memory.
I could only read the first page of comments before it became Too Much. Thank you, Toast, for being a comforting constant in my life for over two years. The woman I am today was shaped so much by the beautiful, funny, heart-breaking, and brilliant words I read here, and by the equally thoughtful, wonderful commenters and all they brought to this community. And now I will go listen to Judy Garland's version of "What'll I Do" and wallow for just a moment.
I had to pause reading after Ali's first email to leave this comment because THE CHAD BACHELORETTE QUOTE. I am screaming internally. GOD BLESS HEY LADIES. Ok now back to savoring this last beautiful email chain.
I feel the exact same way, it's almost like you plucked this comment from my brain. I'm also not super active in commenting but I have realized so much of my interactions and experiences in the world these last few years have been guided or nurtured by what I read and learn each day on The Toast.
I have a Subaru and I love her very much. I named her Sutton Forester because I love nothing if not naming inanimate objects with celebrity name puns (see: 15 year old me naming my first iPod mini Fiona)
AHHHHH my God it's taking EVERYTHING in my power not to cackle-scream in this quiet shared work space I'm in. OH MY GOD
I definitely throw "hashtag confirmed" into conversations more than I probably should.
I will miss these posts so very, very much. Oof, that Capricorn horoscope. Major Eliza Hamilton vibes which, accurate for where I am right now, emotionally. That would be enough.
My family is from Niagara Falls, and my dad has the happiest memories of growing up there in a beautiful small town. The last time we went back was in 2009 and it was just heartbreaking to see the empty shell of a town that's left. At least beautiful Lewiston is a short drive away?
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