OMG please do it!

Oh, the horniness dissipates real fast when I realize I could have babysat them... but okay, my barista still does it for me because he’s legal. But like, barely. Ew. Ugh. I can’t win.

Yup, I’d be willing to bet my morning coffee that as you get more fit and she gets gigantically pregnant, then has a baby and will have hit a real low point in her physical condition, she will be feeling uncomfortable with the attraction difference.

I’m 30 and when I see a hot piece he’s inevitably walking to high school. Or is my barista in college ;( Then I feel creepy AND sad!

My hubs is totally bald, overweight, average-sized in the downstairs... and I am all over that shit. Intelligence, humor, kindness go farther than looks because we’re all getting older and grosser by the minute. I hope things get better for you soon my friend.

I was arrested when I was 16 for possession with intent to sell and was sent to do community service hours at a Boys and Girls club. Even for my addicted, underage ass it seemed really irresponsible to put me there. I asked to do admin help as much as possible, but they sent me to watch the kids on the playground…

Me too. After all the meds I need twice a day to be sane, I’d rather have a snack and go to bed.

Preach. Fill me up with coffee and then let’s talk.

These time zones pretty much sum up why my husband and I never have sex. He wants it first thing in the morning, when I am still deeply asleep in a Seroquel-induced coma. Just like, don’t fucking touch me. I’m sleeping until the last possible second for me to wake up.

Same :(

Oh yes, it’s the worst! I don’t want any of that shit! Ever! I’ve lost friends because they just went down the rabbit hole and couldn’t talk about anything else.

If it’s okay, I would do it for you.

I go outside. Take a walk, say hi to a neighbor... anything in your immediate vicinity that connects you to your community. Or, I bake. Punching bread dough feels so good!

Congratulations! Bill is adorable and I want to snuggle him so hard!

That’s what we do and it works fine for my daughter (8) but not as well for my son (4) because he has autism. My daughter had a friend over and she refused to touch the carrots on her plate, but demanded ice cream. I was firm- you eat the 4 carrots and then you can have dessert. That’s it, I won’t argue with you. It…

My son has autism and will not EVER eat a broken banana. That one made me laugh.

Yeah, people like this make me cringe. When I’m manic I totally get on board with this never stop moving lifestyle, but damn, it is not healthy. When I’m on the down-end of things, I can’t get out of bed at all and sleep 12 hours a night. I’m most impressed by people who have found balance and good ways to cope with…

Our moms must have read the same handbook :/

Fucking Mr. Jennings, fuck you.

I don’t have a drunk mom story, but I DO have a real drunk Aunt.