Yoko’s 25 Things could only be more Yoko if it were a single plum, floating in perfume, served in a man’s hat.
Yoko’s 25 Things could only be more Yoko if it were a single plum, floating in perfume, served in a man’s hat.
This was in my hotel room in Nashville when I visited there last year. love it
God, every time I hear about anything Dolly says I want to have her fix me some biscuits with ham and tell me stories.
I post long: but I need to tell this and I hope maybe ya’ll can get some use out of it. If somebody would pull me of gray I would be thankful.
and then, when i started going to therapy, she said, “i hope you don’t talk about me.”
So I asked her about this whole ‘dramatic’ thing, since I don’t really consider myself dramatic. I am enthusiastic, at times, maybe embellish on a funny anecdote - but I don’t exaggerate when it comes to my health or other more serious things. She recalled that between ages 3 and 8 I had a tendency to overreach,…
Awesome little girl. Try your best to make sure she doesn’t lose that confidence. Puberty can be such a bitch.
Probably because he looks past “that,” and she does not.
Why is it that women like that feel the need to comment? Seriously. When I hit puberty, I got bigger breasts than my sister and she would not shut the fuck up about it. It wasn’t a big difference either. She was a B and I was a C. But she was constantly holding my arms down so she could poke them and she would…
“You’ll never be pretty, but maybe you’ll find a man who will look past that.” As my mother was doing my hair for prom.
I am so sorry to those of you who have such terrible parents/grandparents/aunts/uncles/etc. who say these things. Of course, most of the terrible comments I’m reading have been/are directed at women/young girls and are appearance-related...BUT WE TOTALLY DON’T NEED FEMINISM AND BODY IMAGE ISSUES ARE JUST BULLSHIT,…
Yeah, painful. Makes me feel a bit better knowing I'm not the only one, and that other people had parents that didn't match those shiny scripted people we saw on TV.
Wow. I hate him. I hate that worthless piece of shit and I hope your life is full of smiles, if for no other reason than to spite him.
So in Latin America being called gordita is aparently a term of endearment, this is relevant later. I gained 10-15 pounds because of reasons in undergrad and none of my clothes fit me anymore. One time when my mom called me gordita one too many times, I started bawling and said I KNOW I’M FAT. NOTHING FITS ME AND I’M…
Oh yes, make sure you whore it up with the makeup so you get the correct hairstyle:
I’ll totally come over and break his kneecaps if you want.
starred for the highly satisfying solidarity.
Yay! Happy dance! (About the ladies backing you up, not your mom being such a miserable cow.)
Go those ladies!!!
Your mom thought she was unpopular because of her weight. In reality it was her shit-ass personality.