Yep. My parents and a bunch of aunts and uncles bought land out in the middle of nowhere in the 70s and stockpiled guns and food. Not sure exactly when they got rid of all of that, but the mentality never left. They all still stockpile food in their basements like there's literally no tomorrow. They were all VERY…

Oh, it goes back farther than that! I grew up in a house filled with books about why the world was going to end in 1972, 1979, 1988, and so on. I was born in 1980. Never understood why my parents didn't get rid of the old, defunct predictions.

Pretty sure that would have been my major, if I'd had the option.

Huh. I was always under the impression I needed to leave my house and, you know, BE SOCIAL, on order to get knocked up.

I guess you could read it that way if you want. It makes him sad to see me cry, the same way that it makes me sad to see him/another person cry. It sucks to think you're hurting or upsetting another person.

I am the EXACT SAME WAY. More often than not, my tears stem from anger or frustration, not from sorrow. I hate this, I find it mortifying, especially if I'm in a fight and want nothing more than to be articulate and firm. It makes me feel weak.

I thought we were over the McKayla (and all derivatives) frenzy. Every girl I knew who had a baby in or soon after high school (late 90s) jumped on that bandwagon. And I know of at least one who put her foot down around age 12 and demanded to be addressed by her middle name. Smart child.

Could she be trolling? Because this dress isn't simply unflattering, it's giving her a shape that isn't even human. No stylist would ever let her walk the red carpet in that thing.

Could she be trolling? Because this dress isn't simply unflattering, it's giving her a shape that isn't even human. No stylist would ever let her walk the red carpet in that thing.

Miss Hannigan is meant to be an unattractive spinster, sure, but as a small child she was the definition of glamour to me. Especially during the Little Girls number. The silk teddy and stockings! The kimono! The martini glass! Feather boas! Swaths of fabric draped around her bed! I was mesmerized by her, and I used to…

Yeah, that's already happening...

My 15-year-old niece just pinned a pair of high waisted, light denim cutoffs with sunflowers on them to Pinterest, and I SWEAR I had the same exact pair in 1994. It made me feel ancient, and I told her as much, which makes me even more ancient, because only the olds say things like "I had those shorts in middle…

Ugh, was that not so intense? Love that show, and I loved her character on it. I keep on reliving that scene where they were up on the roof and Louie gets scared when she goes to the ledge. And she says, "a tiny part of you wants to jump because it would be so easy. But I don't want to jump, so I'm not afraid. I would…

I find myself wishing this same thing. She looks gorgeous no matter what, but that pixie is just so perfect on her, and so ICONIC.

Didn't even have to look. On top of being ignorant and insensitive, they are woefully predictable.

Yes. Please, yes.

THANK YOU. I've been saying the same thing for years, and my fiancé always looks at me like I'm crazy.

I loooooove Hilda. I discovered her several months ago and seriously need some of these prints for my wall. Gorgeous, and she always looks like she's having so much fucking fun!

That's an interesting take. I actually felt it was well done because I wish I'd had seen/heard something this positive about periods when I was that age. Getting my period was so embarrassing and shameful and devastating for me (I started when I was 10, YEARS before anyone else in my tiny little private school class)…

That's kind of an awesome story.