SageGirl
SageGirl
SageGirl

I feel like the fact that you can be “working on a child” and still get drunk at a Christmas party could be a selling point for surrogacy to more women even if they don’t have any issues carrying/birthing.

I know it’s harder said than done.

I worked in hotels for years...when in Los Angeles, we had a few terrible incidents that we discovered only by violating the sacred “Do Not Disturb” signs after about 36 hrs..including a man who had died of a heart attack who might have been saved and an injured sexual assault victim huddling in her bed. So there are

The way I see it, at least one of two things need to start happening with American policing (ideally both), either we actually start having gun control laws that work so that officers aren’t always functioning under a somewhat reasonable assumption that anyone and everyone might have a gun at all times, or we start

Color me

I’m forwarding that to him. Thank you. ALL THE STARS!

The name for that color is staring us right in the face:

My Father was an Air Force Air Mobility Command Officer (Now Retired). I’ll let his email to me speak for itself:

You’re right, not all of us big lads have a problem getting partners.

Wut?

I’ve dated short, tall, thin and husky. At the end of the day its how they work horizontal.

I think that you might be right. Let’s hope that she gets a high profile speech slot at the midterm convention...and then see if Trump is destined to be beaten by a woman war-veteran in a wheelchair in 2020. I can imagine the sweetness already.

Okay, I actually am in a polyamorous relationship, and have been since about 2001, and I can tell MVP that there’s actually a term for the bullshit her boyfriend is pulling. It’s called “Relationship Broken? Add More People!”, and it refers specifically to the kind of person who thinks that polyamory is a solution to

Yup- choices- like fake tans, bad hairdos, and clothes (for rich people, not regulars) are totally open to criticism in my mind. Bodies? NOPE!

general lee speaking, that’s a horrible dress.

Y’know, I am willing to bet that there are charismatic, handsome fat dudes out there who are absolutely killing it. But three years ago, when I slept around a lot, I never once had sex with a fat dude.

This needs more stars! When we’re in our 20s, even the most healthy of us will stay friends with someone who is completely toxic. But now that I’m older I have zero patience for these kinds of people. I think part of the reason why it’s harder to make friends as you get older is because we’ve become much more

similarly:

I so feel you on this. It used to happen on the reg to me, too. One day I woke up at 4am to my SO having a goddamn after party in my living room knowing full well I had to go to work in 4 hours.

That’s not too old, that’s too financially stable. I already broke the bank flying here, I will sleep in a manger as long as it’s free.