I love gossip. I almost exclusively gossip with my mom and I listen to tea being spilled far more often than I spill it myself.
I love gossip. I almost exclusively gossip with my mom and I listen to tea being spilled far more often than I spill it myself.
None. I don’t have any shame over something I like. What the hell even is that? You can’t love yourself if you disapprove of what pleases you.
I interpret “guilty pleasures” as things that are not-so-great, but I enjoy them anyway. No shame implied in my head. Some crappy, simplistic EDM track, but is still a total earworm… sign me up! Nothing like that for you?
No. I enjoy what I enjoy guilt free. Whoever downvoted me for it is missing something inside of themselves.
If you’re lucky enough to only like and do things that are moral, hey, fair enough and good for you. But most of us aren’t that lucky, I think.
I don’t like anything that my morals disagree with. I don’t give much weight to anyone else’s opinions on the subject either.