Men have some vague idea that something like that might-could happen, maybe, in some weird oddball circumstance.

Yes, thanks for completely missing the point and making this, again, about men.

Like that classic Margaret Atwood quote (paraphrased): Men are afraid that women will laugh at them. Women are afraid that men will kill them.

i made the mistake of going on an okcupid date without updating my pictures. figured a 15-lb weight differential wouldn't be DEAL-BREAKING.

Ooh ooh, ok! First, here is a picture of my dog & my sister's dog

My little arthritic, diabetic chorkie, Trogdor.

Can we please start a picture thread of our chihuahuas because I seriously need that adorableness to counteract how incredibly awful this is.

I'm really hormonal today, so this story made me cry :[ I have two little Chihuahuas and they really are so fragile. I hope this guy rots in hell.

This is too bad they don't have a chewbacca dog.

Dammit I can't wait to show my kids Star Wars

Dad: "Good night. I love you, pumpkin."

If you wouldn't mind, I'd be fascinated to hear more about your experiences! :)

just add gmail to my user and you can get ahold of me. I'm always looking for people to talk about this stuff...people that don't want to charge $100 for an hour of their time, if you get what I mean.

WHY DO PEOPLE HAVE SAD CLOWN PIKCHERZ???

I'm going to get all spiritual here...you two have been together for a while, in a few past lives. You're part of the same soul family. Same thing with my mom and myself - we've been together before, sometimes as sister, other times I'm the mother and she's the daughter. You can of course not believe a word of this,…

Awww, but you guys got a chance to do it over again in this life and now I'm getting all teary-eyed. That's so sad, but so sweet.

When I was about ten, I finally told my mom about a recurring nightmare I'd been having for as long as I could remember. In the dream I knew I was very, very young. I was sitting in the grass next to a lake with my (dream)mother. Dream Mother wore an old-looking white dress and was focused on something in her lap. I…

I come down to the kitchen for breakfast on a Saturday morning. My mom and my sister are already up, and they look exhausted. My mom asks, "Did you sleep alright?"

Context: I am recounting an experience that I had about 8 years ago when I was a sophomore in college in West Chester, PA. I am recounting it to the best of my ability but some details might have been lost due to the time passing and the fact that I try not to think about this all that often.