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I tried going down on a guy in the back seat of a car (we were both wasted) and he stopped me saying "My Mommy said not to let a girl do that" and then got quiet and not as responsive... I stopped trying and realized he was crying. I got out of the car and walked home. He showed up at my door a few days later with a

JEEBUZ FRACKING CRISCO.

As a college freshman I thought I was hot shit going after a senior RA the first week on campus. I wasn't even attracted to him, but was swept up by all that authority. Oh, the power! One thing led to another, and when things began to get hot and heavy he bent his lips into my ear. My mind raced with excitement.

A Juggalo. I would elaborate but I don't really think that's necessary.

The issue of cup sterilization is being used as a reason why they are not suitable for homeless women, marginally housed or homeless women, women in combat, or women in developing countries. The menstrual cup is not associated in any way with toxic shock syndrome, and is a very green and cost effective re-usable

That's what pisses me off SO MUCH about the animals we get at the shelters who are dumped on roads. My own Saint Bernard is a rescue - he was bought as a cute puppy, and then suddenly got big (who would have thought?). Instead of taking him to a shelter, his original family just dumped him on a back road, where he

FREEZE PEACH! Yeah that's totally what that means.

Big Foot's first counseling session went far better than I had hoped although it is obvious that she really did not know a lot of the back history. We talked on the way home and she said that it was not something that she wanted to just talk about with me, but that it would be okay if we talked about it in counseling.

I am now one weeks sans tobacco. It helps that I literally don't have money for smokes, but it's something that has been a long time coming.

I once went to Versailles but couldn't afford to go into Versailles. So I looked at Versailles. WORTH IT!

Right. Because nobody is ever murdered at home or near home or by people they know. *rolls eyes*

Not necessarily, at all. I've been a vagabond for a decade now, and I'm pretty poor and so is my family and my upbringing. The trick is I don't own anything, I've never had a car or a couch or a mortgage, and I often don't have a phone. I work seasonally in places that house you for free (like mining camps, etc

Plenty of people without much money travel. They're just creative and wily and willing to sacrifice a lot of comfort for adventure.

Nah, I don't care about male rights or your hat wear. Here's where I shatter your dreams:

I'm 27 and for the first time since middle school I have a crush on a guy. I feel silly and giddy, and I can't get his pretty blue eyes out of my mind. I have his number and I don't know if I should text or call or what... it's been awhile since I've been out of the dating game and my last relationship ended so

The closest thing to scratch-and-sniff internet is my dog farting in the middle of my reading this article. Disgusting

Yeah, but I'm not the "misery loves company type." Especially since he's really doing most of the house-keeping and parenting these days (with a spring in his step) and treating me quite royally. He's really grateful for me and our kiddos so that helps too. If he had a shitty attitude I would feel differently.