beautyinthefeast
beautyinthefeast
beautyinthefeast

I think you're right about the lack of confidence.

It only works once you're in a committed relationship with someone who knows you so well that playing dumb is hilarious.

Not only don't insult my intelligence, but *listen* to what I'm telling you I want in a car.

My mom sends angry letters to the management of any establishment that gives us a really bad experience. We've gotten a lot of free stuff and discounts on things.

But how will I binge watch Law & Order on TBS when I'm flying to the west coast??

I work as an appellate public defender, and we joke that we are ones who didn't get caught, helping the ones that did. I was a smart, bored kid, as were most of my high school friends. We created an elaborate prank where shoebox stink bombs exploded simultaneously throughout our high school. If zero tolerance had

Good. I taught at disciplinary alternative education school (think juvie-light for elementary school student.) Most of my students needed to be there for assaulting teachers or other students, setting fires, and bringing drugs or alcohol to school. I also had plenty of great students who made one stupid mistake

I definitely agree with this! It's easy to talk to a store clerk or similar because the metaphorical ice is already broken, but talking with some random person who works or lives in the same building you do is a great way to build friendships, even if they are just casual ones where you smile and say hello (as

On the weekends, I work in a restaurant that flat out DOES NOT CARRY RANCH. It is one of the greatest pleasures of the job to tell people that they can't have any.
One of the side affects of this is that I now know it's a thing that people carry around bottles of ranch dressing in their purses or bags.
Unrefrigerated

"They would even mix it in with their sweet tea."

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NO.

I was JUST thinking "HEY IT MIGHT BE TIME FOR BCO" and then IT APPEARED.

Uh, there's exactly one blond on that old Vogue cover.

Things I have experienced as a Disney cast member:

Welcome to Pissing Contest, a weekly story sharing circle for the the ass-draggiest time of the afternoon on the

Petition to advance cloning technology to the point that every woman someday can have a Joseph Gordon Levitt.

I've WWOOFed several times; once in Canada (northern Quebec), once in Ireland, and once in Japan. I'd highly recommend it. The trick is to find the right host. Even just the chance to spend real time with locals is worth the couple hours of work each day. Very interesting and eye opening.

Do you even lift, 'bryo?

As someone currently waddling painfully around her office while 36 weeks pregnant, because she doesn't want to start her maternity leave clock a second sooner than she has to...WHERE THE FUCK ARE MY ARTIFICIAL WOMBS?