Meh, I get my meat from local farms and they produce animals that are ethically treated and processed. It’s a bit more expensive (ok, a LOT more expensive) but I refuse to buy grocery store meat.

But smartass gifts are the best! My Mom got me and my siblings embroidered snuggies a few years back (my sisters said “Twatwaffle’, mine said ‘Jezebel’ and my brothers said ‘Brostradamus’ because my Mother is a crazy person) I got my sister a puppy surprise last year and got my brother and his girlfriend those weird…

As people if they have amazon wishlists that are public. No joke, my family (including my bf) share our lists and whenever birthdays or occasions come along we just go online, pick something that is in our price range and send it off as a gift. Of course, we all user our wishlists for ourselves so it’s kind of just a…

The last time (literally last, I refuse to be in another wedding again) I was a bridesmaid my friend and her now husband had been living together for 10ish years and were already on their second home. Their registry was full of video games, mountain bikes and random shit and my thought was that a registry was for…

I’ve been trying to talk my bf into going to Dollywood FOREVER. I think maybe kidnapping him and forcing him to go will be my only choice.

More than likely she was a LOT bigger than she lets on. A friend of mine has a very similar body to hers and before she got her reduction she was something like a 32J. Of course, anything above a C and you get labeled as a slut or porn star which is something I’ve never quite understood.

THIS. I fucking hate birthdays and completely gave up after my 21st where my idiot friends planned on throwing me a surprise party then got drunk and forgot to invite me. That was it, I’m done and now I spend them alone. Last year I rented a hotel room and just hung out for a while, took a long bubble bath and relaxed…

My favorite dive bar was next door to a pizza place and there was a window between the two where you could order a pizza. It was basically the greatest place on this whole earth.

I’m bordering fat now, but I’ve come to the realization that there is nothing I can do to be ‘thin’ enough for society in general. I’m 6’2 and built like an ox and when I was 120 lbs I was called fat. I gained 120 lbs and went up 2 whole sizes, lost 50 lbs and barely went down a size. I’m just a wide motherfucker and…

I think my parents had super low expectations for me because they’re just happy I’m not dead in a gutter.

The first bra I ever bought was a 34DD. I literally went from bralets or wearing nothing to wearing a DD in less than 3 months, and now I’m a 36HH and even though I’ve lost around 50 lbs they haven’t shrunk at all :( If anything, they look bigger.

Not long after my bf and I started dating he read the tag on my bra, ran into the bathroom where I was taking a shower and said he couldn’t believe bras came in that size. I about laughed my ass off and explained to him the ‘bra equation’. He didn’t know boobs could be bigger than DD.

I’m a 36HH and it suuuuuucks. I’d love to get a reduction but I scar really badly and every plastic surgeon I’ve spoken with has advised against it because there’s a strong change I’ll be completely deformed for life afterwards.

This is something I’m actually pretty conflicted about. I’m 6’2, my boyfriend is 6’4 and we ALWAYS have to upgrade and pay the extra amount for the exit row or economy plus or whatever because we’re too tall to fit into regular coach. It’s not really fair that the seats are getting closer together and that we can’t…

Well, to be fair I worked in aviation (commercial and private) for a number of years and yeah, the industry is fucking horrible. You get treated like shit, paid like shit, and your benefits are slowly chipped away. I actually went to trade school to get my A&P (aircraft mechanic) and between the sexual harassment, the…

My Mom never went out of her way to hang out with me and my friends...but my friends LOVED my parents and more than once I came home to find one or more of my friends sitting in the living room playing video games while she made them dinner. Hell, one of my friends from HS invited HER to her wedding and not me. Rude.

The only reason I don’t tell my Mom about drugz is because I have a chronic medical disorder and don’t want her worrying. I have legit asked my doctor what legal (and illegal) drugs I can use and have a list. My Mother does not know about this list, but considering how many times I’ve drunk dialed her she is aware…

I’d totally invite my Mom to a raunchy ass bachelorette party but she’d end up drinking half a glass of wine and falling asleep on the couch before we even left. My Mom is a badass and I love hanging out with her, but she had me when she was 19 and never had any inclination to party. Hell, she came with me and a few…

Yep. She has a weird body but tries to dress as a runway model. I have a weird body (I’m built like a 6’2 Christina Hendricks) and I there are certain cuts and styles I have to stay away from entirely, even though I really like them. Embrace your weirdness, Kimmy!!

I hate cameras. I have a grand total of one photo that has been posted on social media in the...10 or so years I’ve had it across more than one platform.