Chrysocolla
Chrysocolla
Chrysocolla

I know the horrors of the Christmas Shoes. Did you know they made a play around it? And I had to watch it? It was horrible. It was all about this guy who JUST WASN'T IN THE CHRISTMAS SPIRIT BECAUSE HE WAS LIKE TOTALLY BUSY. And then about a kid whose mom was dying of cancer. Then the guy goes Christmas shopping and

But Martin Freeman is so ADORABLE.

I actually love LOTR way more than the Hobbit, which always bored me for some reason (go figure). But this movie looks awesome.

You didn't want to hear Legolas' pretty elf music? I swear that elf would be taking a piss and burst into a song about peeing on the beautiful mallorn trees of Lothlorien.

One reason might be that everyone is a decade older now, so they're also trying to make them look younger.

Ditto.

This happened to me in high school. A boy with Down's Syndrome grabbed me and "hugged" me. Obviously, I was terrified, but I didn't do anything about it or tell anyone, I just avoided him after that because I felt like I would be an asshole for telling on a disabled boy. Obviously I wouldn't have wanted him to be

My thing is, I want GOOD comic book movies. There is NOTHING wrong with comic book movies, but I hate it when they make them so shitty.

I DO believe in God, despite all logic, and that's a question I ask every day. Sigh.

That's how it was for me too, though I can never recall ever really believing in Santa. But I knew that pretending to was important to my parents, that they liked to take me to see santa and it was fun getting in the holiday spirit, so I did. And when my little brother came along, I was eager to help them convince him

Christmas Shoes. God it's just the worst.

I mixed those up too. I was like, allegedly? He was convicted!

Even if the parents WERE blindfolded I would seriously question their judgment. You're at a highschool pep rally, blindfolded and told to make out with a student. WHO CARES IF IT IS NOT YOUR KID THAT IS STILL HORRIBLE. The fact that it's their kid is even worse, but damn.

Yeah, I know what my parents smell like. I would probably throw up.

My parents would be like, "Huh. Well I hope you're happy signing the rest of your life away. Children are expensive and such a huge burden, it sucks..." At least my mom will. She should have never had kills.

My dad admitted to me a few weeks ago that he wears his dead dad's underwear. I just kinda shrugged, it's totally something he would do. He HATES getting new things, and throwing out that perfectly good underwear? No thanks.

This was my biggest fear and the biggest reason it took me 12 years to seek help. I wish I had gone in sooner. Do it. You have NOTHING to lose. You will feel better and be able to function. Getting help was the hardest thing I ever did, and the best thing I ever did. It's very common to be afraid that somehow it won't

I would probably have killed myself if the services offered by my college weren't there. As it was I was so reluctant to get help, they had to make it extremely easy by having a depression awareness day where you could get screened and pretend you were doing it for extra credit because you had so much anxiety and were

The only way I was able to get through school with no debt was that I went to a local public school, which happens to be the cheapest in the state and maybe the nation, lived at home because I was lucky enough to live a few miles from it, and it was paid by my parents who had to sacrifice a lot to play it. I am

I feel horrible that my first thought was, "Damn, I want a cadaver dog!"