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I read somewhere it’s like $50,000 a month! Did the internet lie to me?! Or is that not much to you?

I would sleep with anyone to pay off my soon to be ex-husband’s student loans. That’s how much crazy debt he’s in and I still love him enough to want to do nice things for him.

Yep. He gets cash from the tape still, too. This is probably the best possible scenario for him. I wish I were hotter, with the amount of $$ these two are pulling in for subpar sex.

I hate his stupid smile and it’s made worse by him having added 300 teeth to the normal amount of teeth.

And I ask you today...does Ray J not profit?

I say this with a sweeping generalization - it appears to be much more common in southern California, well, all of California. And New York. My anecdotal evidence, but those are also places where people give fewer fucks about what their neighbors are doing.

It’s so gross! Issues.

No, but we look so much alike and live in a part of the country where that shit is not common.

While we’re on this line of thought...one of the things my soon to be ex said to me recently was: “I’m the man. I’m supposed to be in control at least some of the time, and make decisions for us.”

Some of it IS the nice Ikea crap.

It makes me indulge my tears less often when I can laugh at the absurdity of splitting up material shit as my life is falling apart. I give zero fucks about our $15 Target night stands and I actually would prefer to not look at things we owned together.

Hey, I don’t want this to end up in mediation or some long, drawn out court battle.

I didn’t, and now I’m getting divorced. I told him he could have all of our Ikea furniture.

I have a friend who really sucks at favors. She starts with... “Hey are you around next week?” knowing that I travel a lot. I think she’s asking if I want to do something fun!

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Replying to say YEP! I was that stranger that asked a woman what she was wearing and it was Santal. Smells so, so fucking good!

Check out Left Coast Grass Fed and the research they are doing on their ranch. Tom Steyer & Kat Taylor are personal heroes of mine, for this among many reasons.

I also prefer to engage with my dinner companion rather than anyone else at the restaurant. And when I’m hangry, I may appear uptight. FFS, Wolfgang, lay off my girl.

I know that guy! He’s even a trauma surgeon. Every time he talks though, nope. No thanks.