FO. REAL!

Wait- remind me. I read Bossypants, but it was awhile ago, and I may have skipped that part....

I do as well. Her crazy side would have been mine if my family hadn't had me under a microscope...and I don't want to admit, but I think it was good of them. Huh. But now she's a humanitarian, which is just what I want to be. So YEAH

cleverbot: *puts you in an over.*

whew - bet that was intense. i went to catholic grade and high schools, and it was a really big deal. i'm not going to lie, i thought condoms were horrible for you until i got out of there. we were shown really graphic videos and told we were temples of christ and all, and how they loved us for it. one girl got…

terror. thats what kept me in line.

yeah, power to the people!

good for you! it seems trivial but i'm sure its a big relief.

dude, that's exactly what I'm doing right now. My family doesn't understand how hard it is to break a habit you've hated for 20 years!

no....he's just always been a little nuts. My Dad has always been two completely different people, and on any given day you never know who you're going to get. But now that I think I'm older - and that my mom isn't around as much - he has no filter and its psycho-dad 9times out of 10. Hell, he might even make some of…

no, but hugs are most appreciated. its me protecting my fam. thats my job. and in free time i have to work...schools expensive. or try and get money for rent to get the fuck out of this place.

he's been going downhill for ages...but now that I'm home I realize how bad it is... guys. I can;t handle this anymore. I can't take care of my family and clean up exploded beers and tell him that i am more than my body. I can't come home to a poor dog that hasn;t pooped all day because he's been shopping for gun…

and how he only married my mom for sex. guys, i need like a sloth or a beer or something. and there's not any goddamn toliet paper in the house! seriously, i'm gonna have to go buy my family toliet paper because they cannot care for themselves!

I'm going to shorten this where I can, because quite frankly its a clusterfuck. But basically there are 5 people in my family; 2 of them are on vacation and one was working tonight. Which means I came home to just my Dad.

I am home for Easter weekend, and I have a story.

I just laughed until there were tears.

nah, I was born in 1991.

Maybe not the words they speak but their intention taps into that energy? Who knows? Maybe its beyond both of our comprehension. And while I can't google to see if there's any person out there who's been healed from an exorcism, (I'm in class right now, and have to type very fast just to get this out, so sorry if its…

This may be delicate...but why was Whitney Houston's nose bloody? Does your nose bleed when you do cocaine?

I don't know. I really don't. I don't have any answers for you. I just think somehow, there are forces? energies? call them spirits if you will - can influence, to a degree, the way we live. It's not an uncommon belief.