I’ll take hugs from both. Thanks.

Eh, I did what I had to. Praise feels weird because it wasn’t something joyous or amazing or strong. It was either live or die, and I managed to live. If I could’ve found the gun, or some pills or whatever, I wouldn’t be here most likely. The smallest things make a huge difference and it’s weird to think about now…

Until all women are able to seek ways to end an unwanted pregnancy easily and safely, women will feel like their only choice is ending their life

I can say from personal experience that being pregnant when you don’t want to be is a horrifying experience. I and my son were lucky I didn’t have my gun at the time I was pregnant because odds are we’d both be dead. I didn’t have the means to end a pregnancy on my own, nor money for an abortion, so I had to carry to…

No, I’ll at least put you on the bed on your side so you don’t drown in your own vomit.

And we’re the creators.

And now we’ll turn the squirrel into a big tree.

I watched an ep of Bob Ross earlier, and he had a little squirrel on there. It was adorable.

Gak. As if I wasn’t frustrated enough today.

I want to see exactly where Jack hid that gun.

I’m going to get sick, dark chuckle out of this if one of them gets shot because they spooked someone carrying a real gun...

Don’t forget Jack Harkness charming and flirting with everyone and everything.

Wonder how many folks on Facebook I can piss off with this article? Most of them are all about hating on the Muslims and black folks, let them see this white moron for a change and see how their religion isn’t exempt from criticism.

I’m not alone! I freaking hate anything cooler than 70F. 65 is pushing it.

Please don’t invoke the freezing water...just, no. I live in the North Carolina Piedmont area, and while we don’t often get snow, it’s shit when we do. I don’t like snow...I’m not a fan of cold in general.

I’m a few days off from being 29 myself. I really really hate driving. In driver’s ed, I nearly killed a car full of people because I just utterly blanked out. Still do that in adult hood...I guess it’s built into an anxiety thing at this point. I freaking hate it. I’ve been in a couple of minor accidents, no biggie.…

Bruce is a bit of a dipshit. I’ve never seen a dog so dense. He’ll scratch his face, yelp, then glare and bite his foot. He doesn’t seem to understand the reason he gets claw marks on his nose is because he keeps sticking said nose into the angry cat’s face...so then he whines and looks at me all confused. Hogties…

Sometimes...or ‘ride the bus’ or ‘walk’. I can’t personally drive, but luckily my husband is down with being my chauffeur. (You should hear the remarks I get when people learn I can’t drive. Sure let’s let the person with brain problems and issues with totally zoning out and forgetting what she’s doing have a half…

I don’t know if it’s as major or not. I don’t know that much beyond it doesn’t really slow til 25. The younger the drug user, the worse the consequences is the limit of my knowledge on the brain. Aside from various reactions drugs have on it, most of which has been from personal experience.

Don’t forget, the older you get, the more ‘follow your dreams!’ becomes ‘grow up and stop wasting time on that bullshit and get a real job’.