utis are the fucking worst. i wouldn't wish one on my worst enemy. maybe on like, hitler or pol pot. but erin who in 6th grade made fun of me because my uniform skirt was longer than my knees, AS PER THE RULES, nah girl. i don't have that much hate for you.

who the fuck is this useless cunt

My (much older) half sister got married in the early 00s when I was about thirteen, and her two older daughters (maybe 17 and 19?) were bridesmaids and they went full Ever After: body glitter, hair glitter, long flowy dresses, and maybe fairy wings? Or I might just be feeling like they wore fairy wings because it was…

Twelve year old little resplendent decided to try blow drying her hair with a round brush to give it body, like 'Teen' magazine suggested. (This was in the pleistocene era, kids.)

the worst part of it all was that when I was looking at myself in the mirror after IT happened I too knew it was both awful and hilarious. As bad as I felt. It was hard not to find it juuuust a little bit funny. And when my dad petted my head with those tears in his eyes and said "just like a little duckling..."

When I ws 15, I read in YM that a teaspoon of olive oil is a good conditioner. I thought, "well if a teaspoon is good, a cup (yes, really) will make it GREAT". I tried to rinse it with....more conditioner, and it made it worse (DUH). I took Irish Springs soap and lathered half the bar into my head....still oily. By…

When I was 10 I got a haircut that I didn't particularly care for. It was the mid-90s and it was some shoulder length, layered monstrosity. Because I was a bit of a lazy tomboy I never bothered to do anything proper with my hair, I'd go to bed with wet hair and in the morning, I'd wake up with the layers going in a…

I'm going to ask an odd question:

I don't give a shit about who she is fucking. But yes, she is a calculated person. And has a specific persona. And it's made her millions.

"I almost foam at the mouth in disgust, but I try to be pleasant."

My pup found herself in the mirror about a month ago. She spent two days like this any time she was in the bedroom. Just quietly growling and watching herself.

Sounds to me that Flea got it. For a man with a terrible name, he's smarter than most.

We don't know how the individual chose to identify. If the person identified as a dude (usually a term for males, but not always!) and wanted to wear a pink sports bra (gender signifiers associated with femininity, but so what?), that's cool. Everyone is just assuming Flea was incorrect/inconsiderate, but there is…

C- at best. But B+ for effort and good intentions?

It kind of made me just want to pat him on the head and say, "good effort. Shows improvement."

It's not even just that these are two examples of equally corrosive cultures. One of these people sings songs about contracting STIs and wanting to have sex with minors. The other, at least for the most part, sings songs about consensual relationships between adults that don't harm their participants beyond possibly…

The movie, a very alternative love story that opens on Valentine's Day weekend, might just make Dakota this decade's Vivien Leigh Gretchen Moll.

Thus illustrating the eternal fact that any gun that is locked up adequately so that children can't get at it is one hundred percent useless for home defense.

If only there'd been a good 5 year old with a gun to stop him.