That green dress with the cargo pockets? Gawd no.

I suppose I’m big asshole, but I don’t feel sorry for these grandparents at all. I don’t care that their photo is on on Facebook. I just feel bad for that little kid sitting there with no adults to look after him.

And sweatshops.

I’ve been paying for childcare for my kiddo on my own to the tune of 9K a year. I’ll be ballin’ when she turns 6 and can go to the Boys and Girls Club after school for mothafuckin’ free.

He’s hot!

wtf?

This was back in the 90s; the two volleyball player women who shared the room adjacent to min in the dorms played the soundtrack to The Bodyguard every single day for months.

That’s some pretty good advice!

I often sit with my feet up at work. Nothing says boss lady than feet up (okay, I’m often alone in the office when I do this).

Freaking monstrosity. All of it.

Congratulations on your achievement. That’s a very big deal.

Fucking trolls.

I thought it was impossible to loathe this man any more than I already did, then I watched the debate.

This fucking guy. Also, this picture looks like my neighbor’s toothless dachshund.

Doesn’t seem to happen this way with male officers, that’s for damn sure.

She’s part of it; sleeping with a married person is no bueno. Let them wrap that shit up and then have at it.

Everybody wanna be a nigga but nobody wanna be a nigga...

All the stars for your last bit; why on earth don’t we hold men accountable for this variety of horseshit?

Good for Paris; she looks like a happy kid here.

Nah. On both classifying yourself as judgmental and thinking that she was too naive; sometimes I think that we women just want to go along and get along so badly until, like you pointed out, it happens to us. It’s all about empathy imo.