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One of my mates desks are covered in crystals... its insane.

Coming soon: tarot reading bottomless brunch!

I mean, I’ve bought a dozen crystals, 4 books about witches, and 1 tarot deck in a year and I’m not even goth, so...

Just say, “Our sex life is a little, um, weak these days? You know what I’m talking about and you need to figure it out. I love you; call a doctor.” It know this might sound like I’m oversimplifying or being too curt, but with stuff like this, it’s best to just be direct and brief. Blurt it out one morning and go on

It’s odd to me that Dr. Nerdlove over at Kotaku, a video game website, gives more empathetic, reasonable, healthy relationship advice than Jezebel, and he manages to do it with a far less condescending tone.

Oooh look at the fancy man who has an oven AND a toilet. Well la ti da!

“Last off, his wife probably told him to stop hanging out with you, duh. Which means you are attractive”

California Olive Ranch.

California Olive Ranch.

George C. Scott has come back form the dead to save our daughters from bathroom demons!

It’s so weird. I knew before reading that it was going to be a Fyre Festival but I wasn’t prepared to learn that he talks like a whiny little bitch in front of other world leaders.

Really wish you’d have done some commentary of the Turnbull call Rafi, that was a wild ride even compared to the Pena Nieto call. Turnbull quickly turns into a parent trying to reason with their unruly kid throwing a temper tantrum in the middle of a restaurant.

Directed by David Cronenberg.

Meanwhile, Scaramucci’s wife, Deidre Ball, has filed for divorce. According to a person, she is “fed up with his ruthless quest to get close to President Trump, whom she despises.” Okay.

Hi, my name is Too30forthismess and I am an uptight prude:

Gravity is not a name. GRAVITY IS NOT A NAME!

Same.

Well la di dah, LW 3, so fancy with your real life friends. WELL, SOME OF US HAVE TO COMMENT ON THE INTERNET FOR HUMAN INTERACTION, OK????

i remember his dad...

“Mr. Trump, I could stand for you undermining me, snubbing me, making me look like a jackass by subtweeting or directly contradicting the spin I was laying down in my pressers, refusing to let me visit the Vatican despite my deeply Catholic roots, giving Sarah my job, making me the fall guy for all of your lies,