I read that while eating pecan Nut-Thins.

Incontinence issues aren't uncommon even in nulliparous women. I think, in general, folks with biologically female plumbing got the short straw. We're more prone to UTIs and bladder infections, plus we often have problems with casually peeing a little over things.

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So today the girl at Sephora told me that I had "beautiful" skin, which has never happened in my entire life. Like ever—it's not BAD, but it's always had a few little breakouts, or dark patches here and there from mild acne scarring, etc. My mom has basically flawless skin and she's always been critical of mine (not…

GENIUS.

omg. THOSE ARE SO NEAT.

My hair laughs at most claw clips. Like I approach my hair with one and I hear chortling. Demonic chortling. I want to be able to twist my hair up like a normal person. :(

I also have very very thick, long, curlyish hair (2b/2c) and I also wear it pulled back most of the time.

I can see it though. Darcy was kinda an asshole at first, Kanye is...Kanye, and yet he somehow seems to love Kim.

Oh my god. They'd be covered in glitter, so they'd make it RAIN GLITTER. And then there would be glitterroaches EVERYWHERE and they'd be spreading the good news of glitter to all. IT'S LIKE JESUS'S DISCIPLES BUT WITH EXTRA FABULOSITY.

OH SHIT SHE TOTALLY IS

imagine some giant nightcrawlers nesting in glitter.

I want to sit next to you and see pictures of your birds. I <3 any bird, but especially falcons.

When I was trying to recover from him, a friend sent me this poem.

I had no choice, really. I was in school in northern MI, he was downstate, and I was flying home for the holidays. It was FAR cheaper to fly out of Detroit than the tiny local airport. I'd already booked my flights and stuff. I didn't have enough money to stay in a hotel, plus he was driving me to the airport.…

The thing that really fucked with me (and that also made it possible for me to finally walk away from what had become a truly miserable situation) was meeting his girlfriend. She was understandably curious about the friend who was in town and staying with her boyfriend, so she wanted to have dinner. I had planned to…

Oh man, this sounds familiar. Except we never actually dated. We met at work, we were friends, we had this intense emotional connection, we entered into this limbo of do we/don't we of flirting and confessing and pining. Then he finally told me he had feelings for me and also said some truly shitty things to me about…

The relationships where they were never officially yours but there was still achingly beautiful emotion and something both more and less than romance are possibly the most devastating kind of connection humanity could come up with.

Oh, that's GORGEOUS.

If they don't, make an American friend send it to you. It's so pretty.