Wow. I’m suddenly very grateful my ex only kept calling my parents crying and emailing (still does sometimes. Usually with long weepy and I hope drunken pleas for my phone number and new address. And for clarification... I’m 13 years married, 15 years with my husband and almost 17 years from being with him. And he is…

Why. Won’t. They. Just. Get. Up. And. Leave. (In this context, the periods used should be read as pauses while I slowly bang my head against my desk and pray for this nightmare to end) Seriously. Why don’t the reporters just quietly shrug, announce (politely) to the camera that this is nonsense and dangerous nonsense…

As someone with a family member who actually decided, after praying with her preacher husband (my uncle) to forgo chemo as it was unnatural and therefore of the devil, flew to a “medical” center in Mexico for church approved treatment (part of which was over a month of 7x a day coffee enemas), don’t be shocked if…

“It doesn’t even matter if “children are doing these things on their own anyway” like some people say: adults shouldn’t push them to do it.”

This is an argument I keep seeing that is starting to make me nuts. Just because they were too blind (and horrid) to understand the vile nature of how children in cages is frankly inhuman (the people who did that are frankly subhuman. You’d put a rabid dog down, part of me thinks that might be applicable here. And…

Nope, sorry. Watched parts because it made my skin crawl to manage in a straight watch. I honestly was left just pissed and feeling slightly ill. There could well be a good and meaningful coming of age story buried there, but god did it get eaten by the crap. I’m as anti-QAnon as you can get and the movie is just…

All together now, on 3....2.... 1 “No Shit”.

Don’t be hasty. Yes, it’s god awful ugly, but as a massive klutz who also has seizures, this might be an option. Fewer bruises and fewer cards of local shelters for abused women pressed into my hand while shooting my husband dirty looks to have.

Gonna start with : he/she/they/them (it never specified how to address then) is trans if they say they are trans. And I know we’re supposed to not misgender someone, and if someone says they are trans, that’s just it, they are, roll with it. But (and I know, “But”-s are usually the sign of trying to asscover…

Oh please, please DO do so. Don’t let yourself be convinced to fade. Currently, I’ve finally bit the bullet myself. Every. Single. Commercial. Item in my closet (barring underwear, a few pair of cut off gardening shorts and a lone pair of jeans. And my pj’s.) is currently sitting in a pile of trash bags, ready to take…

I am so so so sorry. And I don’t need a lawyer to script that for me. Just walk slowly away from any and all of Tana’s vids. That is a hole you sweet summer child, you innocent soul, do NOT want to go down. That way lays danger and darkness!

I wouldn’t count on it. My dad is Marine thru and thru (I swear to god, my dream as a kid was to just clock him ONCE when he woke my brother up every day with yelled Hoorah!’s and the freaking anthem on blast while shaking our beds like an earthquake) and he is full on Trump, 100%. He doesn’t believe it and never said…

It’s a multilayered lie caught. Caught him in the lie and it ended up being a lie multiple folks would get caught up in, me included. Wrapped up my lease, gave up the deposit, moved to where I knew not a soul but my boyfriend to move in with him. Walked into the door... and met his wife. To say it was an awkward…

Be fair. There are only so many variations of that title articles can have. After a while, they have to start getting creative or google search will never be able to locate the article in the swamp of all the others we’re wading thru.

Trying to figure out how someone could be this stupid.... then read she lived with Tana Mongeau. Pretty much answers any questions about her really. Morons gotta moron. Too bad though when they decide to do it during a FREAKING PANDEMIC. Sorry, sorry. It’s become a tic of mine that I’m trying to get a grip on. Sort of…

With all this crap, my parents support him. My Marine father. My Semper Fi, hoorah, everything is stamped with the badge, still gets the freaking haircut at 70 and made sure to play up the military enough the local recruiter had no real need to work in his area because dad always manage to convince at least 6/8…

It would go on to be the start of a long lifetime filled with taking my parents sacred cows and driving them to McDonald’s. Dad didn’t have my mom or even my brother and I’s photos on his desk at work. He had his hero, Reagan. That one statement likely sums up my life and relationship with my family.

Let me play (lol) ah.. let’s see.

Sigh.

Say it with me class “Revenge Porn Isn’t A Mistake, It’s A Crime”. Also, nudes of middle school girls - doesn’t matter the age of the kid with them, still viewed in most courts as child pornography. And what do you know that means? THAT’S a crime too! Isn’t learning fun?