I actually liked it. But up to 90 bucks on stationary!?!?!

“All these bitches be my sons, should be sucking my tits.”

N Greenpoint: 244 McGuinness Blvd, Brooklyn, NY 11222.

This might be my least favorite supermarket. I was living right by it before and after my divorce and I associate it (no pun intended) with beeing deeply sad. Also it is cold, depressing, and smells weird.

I personally like it better than the C Town (which I actually call Cuntsville), but the security guard there once complimented me on my “dentures”, which made me feel weird because I’m in my early thirties and have all-natural teeth.

What’s everyone’s costume for Halloween this year? I’m going to be “My Art”. And yes you may begin judging right now.

So want to watch for the BDSM/kink factor. On that note: Anyone know of documentaries on that that are actually thoughtful and not just voyeurism and freak-shaming?

Who is the male vocalist who sings with her on the chorus on Don’t Touch My Hair? I like his voice.

Oh, the things I would do to Taylor Kinney...

I’m just sorry you had to go through that. Sounds you got your head screwed on right, though. Which is not a given with all humans.

Thank you, your bwhahahaha heartens me in my hour of 20-years later shame :)

You did the right thing. It’s hard to lose a friendship over that but you can be proud of yourself and know that you did what was best.

(O___O)

My step dad found mine. I’d left it by the bathroom sink after cleaning it, forgetting to hide it under my sweater as I walked suspiciously fast to my room. He placed it on a shelf above the sink. The shaaaaaame.

I’m a huuuuuuge Jen Wasner fan and seeing her on here made me so happy. Plus I know exactly where the above sessions were filmed and it’s pretty close to my house so now I’m feeling that weird nerd tingle that you get when you realize that there are only so many degrees of separation.

This was so utterly tone-deaf that I actually began to wonder if it was some backward-ass “commentary” or something.

This was clarifying for me as a non-native speaker. As a New Yorker: sure, would literally lower myself to bang a guy who lives in a storage space.

I often wonder if all my one-night-stand-lost-earrings all live in some other ether, wandering, alone, looking for their one true partner*

Have some member berries.

I know I don’t know you and some people think the following sentence comes off as condescending but I mean it it in the most sincere way possible: I am proud of you.