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I look like a vampiric Lord Elrond. Ugh.

I had very long, straight, fine hair at the time of my passport photo. I had pinned up only like a weird little portion at the top of my head. When I got the photo taken, the girl at CVS told me I had to push my hair behind my ears. I am not kidding when I say I look like Lord Elrond from LOTR. It’s AWFUL, and I still

I’m smiling in mine as well (although I tucked my hair behind my ears too, which maybe now is a regulation but at the time was more of a suggestion that I, to my misfortune, followed), and although I’ve never been asked, I always try to smile the same when I hand it over. It always makes the attendant laugh haha

Same, same. :(

my thoughts exactly.

Yes, it is generally contagious.

Yep, I’ve got wide hips, but I can only solidly fill a B-cup. It’s exhausting shopping for anything that fits.

How do you use this to get mascara off? When I took a theatrical make up class, we used cold cream to take it off. Forgive my ignorance, but I just never understood — am I supposed to put it on my eyes? I don’t understand!!

How do you use this to get mascara off? When I took a theatrical make up class, we used cold cream to take it off.

how does this not have more stars? I appreciate this

I can’t believe no one else is saying this. Daniel is quintessentially British and beyond that, he is so incredibly earnest.

oh. no. no. no. oh god. no. what MONSTERS created this?!

her delivery was excellent, too

gimme all dem kitties!! that mama cat is beeeeeautiful

REALLY?! I didn’t know that. I feel #blessed now. Thanks, mom. Thanks, dad.

honestly I was obsessed with figuring it out as a kid, so I would spend hours in front of my mirror raising both, furrowing both, trying to look like the Rock when someone smells what he’s cooking, and eventually I figured out how to move that muscle on its own. If you try to raise both but close one eye, you can feel

Yes, thank you. I was trying to remember if this was in the books because it sounded vaguely familiar.

Wait, where do you put your arm when laying like this?

wow, these stories are all pretty shitty and sad, but this is beyond to me. how can someone do that to children?!

At my elementary school we had planners that had numbers for each day. Each number stood for a different disciplinary problem, and if one got circled by the teacher, your parent had to sign the planner. My fourth grade teacher circled 4 - Talking EVERY DAY for me. I was never talking. I was the perfect student and

I remember a story about her dad making her run on a treadmill in heels....which would give you very strong ankles and lung capacity for days.