My heart just breaks for her and her family. I can't imagine how much it hurts to not know yourself what's true and what isn't, not be able to trust reality. Mental illness is no joke, and I hope she gets the help she needs for all of these issues.
My heart just breaks for her and her family. I can't imagine how much it hurts to not know yourself what's true and what isn't, not be able to trust reality. Mental illness is no joke, and I hope she gets the help she needs for all of these issues.
That's perfection.
We actually do use "shut it" pronounced with a heavy Scottish accent because of Brave. It makes the kids laugh and, also, shut up.
She is also the perfect response to the inevitable Thanksgiving tirade from Drunk Uncle: "I bet you can't name me one Mooslim that had come out and said terrorism is wrong!"
Don't you love the false dichotomy? You either consider a chicken your beautiful child or you love factory farming and beat up animals for fun in your spare time. THERE CAN BE NO GRAY AREAS, EVER!!!
Are Canadian geese good to eat? Because I don't understand how there can ever be hunger in America with all these giant, fat delicious winged rats in the air.
"Sure: I love nature. But when nature wants you dead, fuck nature."
Oh, you. You're as insouciant as barley.
Nothing says "I am twelve years old" like debating whether or not a person is "cool". The whole JLaw vs. Anne thing screams junior high playground to me.
In some strange way, that's the most insulting thing I've ever read. I mean, earnestness isn't bad. Quinoa isn't bad. But, somehow, together, they make me really mad at this writer.
You're right. There's no guarantee anyone you go out with won't turn out to be a psycho. On the other hand, someone your sister-in-law or work friend introduced you to (for example) is at least somewhat accountable within a social network you share. I suspect that dating apps give those who are already inclined to be…
"But "bad boys" and "eccentrics" don't to invoke the Holocaust when they're inebriated..."
This strikes me as a function of fashion's reliance on undefined "status" as currency. The agents, the buyers, the models, the designers all seem to be so desperate to remain "insiders" that they don't bat an eye at the most loathsome behavior. So they air-kiss Terry Richardson and act like John Galliano's "naughty".
Definitely one of the most inept criminal masterminds in history.
Well, now, who hasn't had a concert experience end up like this? That there's a good time.
You're right, though I wonder how many in the TS fan demo actually buy magazines.
LOVE my slap chopper! Also handy for getting out aggression.
You know what would have been cool and unexpected? If they'd had Mia recreate her own pose. What a statement- how an actress in a role that embodied vapid selfishness could, forty years later, embody compassion and philanthropy! I think it would be an inherently optimistic statement about culture (and since it's a…
a hard line on safety is a simple matter of everyone else doing something special with their mind.
I am glad that these attacks have been publicized, because it puts the lie to the false argument that women should "just ignore" random strangers* that they don't feel comfortable talking to, and nothing bad will happen.