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This was a very well thought out and presented story of the atrocities that happened in the Dozier School. I am a former ward of the school (I don't like the word inmate, it sounds so much like prison and I was sentenced there. I was there for running away from an abusive home) I never experienced a real childhood

I would have an ill-advised baby in a heartbeat if Modcloth introduced a baby line.

As an adult, I share your concern. As a pizza-faced teen, I woulda been "Meh, gimme the antibiotics".

No one's strong as Gaston,
No one's long as Gaston,
No one's got such an incredible schlong as Gaston.
In Disney there's no one with half the talent
In the bedroom and with the brawn.

can someone let Gaston know there is a push up contest happening in my bedroom and he is invited? And by bedroom, I mean my bed. Clothing optional.

Eh, I see it more as being kinda super pragmatic? Like in these sorta arrangements both parties fully own up their orientation and know their spouses orientation, so kinda the exact opposite of denial. This way though, there's no poor straight spouse in the mix to be put through the wringer of having a gay/lesbian

My most recent ex-boyfriend and I met on OKC and decided after a month to delete our profiles. I deleted mine.

A while back I broke up with my ex of seven years (we'd been high school and college sweethearts) and it had been a long time coming at that point, but I really didn't want to have to do it around the holidays/his school finals. But he was driving me nuts at that point. I wasn't in school anymore and having a tough

Then there's the awkward time that is in between just starting a relationship and that person being your boyfriend or girlfriend and it started through a dating website. You think, "If I delete it too soon, he'll/she'll think I'm getting serious about them too quickly and if I take too long, they'll wonder why I

I don't think anything is cheating until you've both said "we're in a relationship". Once you cross that line, it's tacky to leave up profiles IMO. I wouldn't confront the guy in dramatic fashion yelling "HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?", but I think that is a sign they are keeping their options open.

I feel like 95% of Tracy Moore's posts are jokes that are just above my head. Logging in to a hook-up app with the intent to evaluate the fuckability of other potential partners is not the same thing as noticing a good-looking person on the street.

Kate Middleton is so incredibly smooth and polished and inscrutable that it makes me cackle like a hag when the real her bleeds though for a fraction of an instant. I mean, say what you like about the royal family (and believe me, as a Brit, I've got plenty to say), but you can't help but admire how much of a pro she

Ginsburg's scones are excellent.

Which really brings to mind uncomfy shit.

Cumffy.

Ahem.

Jesus. When I was seventeen, all I could do was apply to too many colleges, fueled by the sheer terror that I wouldn't get into one and my life would be over/lie in bed and stare at the photos of cute skateboarders I'd pasted on my wall, sure I would die alone.* Maybe Lorde has aged two years for every one she's

I clicked the link to tumblr and found this jewel. This had to be posted: