Mother of three grown sons here. I did it. The key is to raise a decent human being who respects other human beings.
Mother of three grown sons here. I did it. The key is to raise a decent human being who respects other human beings.
We didn’t always say nice things, and sometimes we were downright mean. Sometimes I just vented about frustrating experiences in an immature, hateful, and foolish way. It was in particular a breach of trust to post intimate details about lovers. I was naive enough to think it’d stay anonymous, and I was wrong.
I'm sorry you live with so little joy.
Hello NASA? I’m thinking of a certain kid in Irving, Texas who you definitely want to have intern with you next summer.
They led Ahmed into a room where four other police officers waited. He said an officer he’d never seen before leaned back in his chair and remarked: “Yup. That’s who I thought it was.”
I’d call her a cunt, but she lacks the depth and warmth.