I just want to play with your hair. That’s not creepy at all, right?

Imma just rest comfortably here in the knowledge that you, whose username is Satan, made this comment on that picture.

Aw, thanks!

Satan, I love this SO MUCH! You look like the girls I wanted to be friends with in high school, but I always felt like I was too goofy to actually to try to talk to them. That hair is everything. Haha. Out of curiosity, what year is this?

I bet we’re the same age. Class of 1999?

The juxtaposition of Satan and the Crosses is just too! damn! good!

We had a shrug that was white rabbit fur. Or maribou. *shudder*

After seeing this post / thread, I went skipping off to find my senior yearbook.

I couldn’t find it. It’s at my mother’s house, I’m sure.

But I found my sophomore year yearbook, and while I was flipping through it, my children found me, and I just spent the last hour going through it with them, having to endure their…

The crushed velvet shrug! So weird. I was pretty prudish and the off-shoulder look really made me uncomfortable.

That lip color is on point, though!

I love everything about this picture

You're really pretty and your lipstick was AMAZING. I can't pull off a bold red lip now, let alone when I was a teenager.

This could have been so much better if it weren’t for my pouty expression and the fact that I decided not to style my hair because I thought it would somehow make the pictures have a more accurate impression of what I was like

I was one too, though there were no carriages. Everyone got dressed together at the venue and I horrified my mother by ditching my heels for sneakers after the presentation. I was also a rebel who wore a $500 quincenera dress instead of a wedding gown. I still remember trying to stuff myself into the driver’s seat of…

My prom was so fun! I went to an alternative school, so we were allowed to smoke. at prom. like, with our teachers. I wore a dark red vinyl ball gown bought for me by my beautiful mom at Hot Topic. My hair was in chopsticks, and I had pink cigarettes. We had a limo, no prom queens/kings, we just had fun, like usual,…

My ex thought it was a good idea to move to another state and hide from child support. Since he had such a consistent history of cheating I thought it would be easy to track him down on Craigslist’s Missed Connections. Someone had to know him because he had penis and it did wander. A lot. He also loved to make sure…

Right up there with “tried to keep fucking”. NEVER WORKS.

I dated a guy in law school who broke up with me, on Valentine’s Day, in a fancy French restaurant. Apparently he thought I would not make a scene in public. Apparently he had learned shit about me in that year we dated. I bounced a bowl of fancy little French pickles off his forehead, one by one, and the waiter…

after getting dumped in high school, i came home in tears and announced that i was going to slash his tires. i dramatically asked my mom where the box cutter was and she gave me a big hug and said “no, sweetie. what you want is a hammer and a screw driver.”

Since we all might need a slightly happier tale, here’s a great response teachers can have when alerted to this, via a PE coach I had in sixth grade. I switched schools halfway through the year to escape bullying, and on my first day at the new one I was trying not to make waves. During PE I was just kind of hanging…