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That was what stuck out to me. It kind of broke my heart when he said no one ever fed him or tried to make him feel happy or special...so he fell in love. That’s what your parents are supposed to do. I want to shake him and scream that she’s not special or good for being kind to you.

Plus the vulnerability that comes from a neglectful childhood.

Yeah, the people saying this is okay seem to be forgetting that this is a parent taking advantage of their child.

It makes me really uncomfortable that nobody seems to be saying much about the fact that he’s so much younger and how that makes him extra vulnerable. Nineteen is technically an adult, but you’re still young an easy to take advantage of. Not you, but the conversation in general. I feel like people get blinded by the

This is excellent. I kind of want to do something similar to this- a “birth” announcement upon completion/acceptance of my thesis. It’s my baby, dammit. I’ll obnoxiously post photos of me cradling and staring down at the hardcover bound book, listing all the details like, “she’s a solid 1.5 lbs, 8.5 x 11 inches, with

Clinton better win by a goddamned landslide.

How were you supposed to make him show up?

Easy for him to say. He won’t be the one going through the heartbreak of having a child with microcephaly.

the GOP let the horse out of the barn a long time ago but only now is closing the doors. Except it wasn’t really a horse, but a mangy goat covered in rotten marmalade who thinks he’s a unicorn.

:/ it sounds like you know what you need to do.

Yeah, no, I am sorry. Don’t wait for him to get over his obsession. If he is refusing to even acknowledge her feelings he doesn’t give a fuck about them.

Maybe we just all have crippling trust/intimacy issues given how much criticism we receive on a daily basis. Thanks, Boomers!

15 MILLION dollars because someone said someone else colored something in, not you? I had a case back in kindergarten, I knew it.

And I’m going to start telling jokes again soon. And writing. And acting in stuff and making things I like and working with friends on projects and do all the stuff I was always so privileged to get to do before the air caught fire around me and the sun died.

That’s the kind of face you normally see after hundreds of years of aristocratic in-breeding. I’ve seen a plate of mashed potatoes with more distinction.

The lawyers also point out that the practice of selecting a jury that requires “death qualification” cannot be controlled for prejudice.

That's when we know that the Constitution works. When we acknowledge the constitutional rights of a little shit like this.

I hate it when racist murdering assholes make me agree with them.

I can’t believe I’m the first one to do this.

CEF also does something called “Backyard Clubs,” (or something similar - it’s been a long time) which is essentially the Good News Club curriculum repackaged for summertime gatherings in neighborhoods. For two years, I went to camp to receive indoctrination and training on the curriculum, and then taught clubs