he got into the acid. completely normal.

this is interesting because i have had the same experience. my allergies as a child were significantly worse (although, i had “smoke with the windows up in the car” parents which probably didn’t hurt). as an adult, my first encounter with a cat is rough as i get itchy and sneezy, and god-forbid one claw me or bite me…

hey, just popping by to say you aren’t alone (i’m 33 and i’ve made it about a year and a half using a different form of therapy). hang in there

fellow postpartum broken vagina here...have you tried ben wa balls? after i gave birth to my ten pounder, and the stitches and hemorrhoids stopped bleeding like a gunshot wound, and i coped with the fact that i gained seventy pounds and wasn’t going to look the same ever, i was still lackluster about sex from…

they will not roll. at all. i proooomise on my cats and collection of passive-aggressive office coffee mugs

they will not roll. at all. i proooomise on my cats and collection of passive-aggressive office coffee mugs

can you all hit me with your horror stories on this please? i’m dating a former mormon (i call him “formon”) and i’m trying to unravel bits of him and understand (i know, i know, i can’t *fix* him but i want to try to understand). please. hit me with your worst because he separated from his wife, had his name removed…

i believe (and i’m not 100%) that there were other forms of abuse happening from the coaches/staff so they were essentially holding it over each others’ heads as reciprocal blackmail to cover their own disgusting acts

i was ghosted after one [super incredible, felt the energy, everything clicked and i felt safe with a stranger for once!] date and was devastated for a couple of days last week. i got my shit together real quick but i couldn’t understand how i felt so heartbroken over one date. that’s all i really came here to say was…

this really meant a lot to me right now. thank you for posting it. soooo so so very much

you nailed it. right fucking here, this is the *exact* look

this is what i do to alleviate an $880/month daycare cost. it is literally the worst. i am resentful to my husband that he is able to go to work and focus on his tasks and have meaningful relationships and i spend all day praying to god that the baby will nap just a few minutes longer so i can get through this…

rum + la croix coconut for life

she’s giving fierce susan sarandon vibes here and i love it

AGREED. This is a constant argument betwixt my boyfriend (who grew up firmly upper-middle class, wanted for nothing) and myself (grew up in a trailer with no windows - just cardboard). He wants to live in a converted shipping container and I just laugh and laugh and laugh because I hustled my entire early adult life…

I would love to see a movie about ED that doesn’t have a still-beautiful main character. EDs wreak havoc on the body/face/skin/hair and yet Ellen still has the stereotypical manic pixie dream girl aesthetic

“I’m sorry he lost his life”
????
No. Fuck you. He didn’t “lose” anything as though it was his silly mistake for being a black man and ha ha, silly black man “misplaced” his life.
“I’m sorry I killed an unarmed black man” is the appropriate statement

I lived for ONTD Flame Wars over everything

OOO ASK ME ABOUT MY TEN POUND TWO OUNCE BABY DELIVERED WITHOUT AN EPIDURAL!!! just kidding, i’m still in therapy about it... [puts ice packs on Amazon Subscribe and Save]

I can completely relate to the somnambulist online shopping adventures. One of my crowning moments was the time I had a case of pH test strips show up. Like what exactly was my dream brain thinking when it ordered 3000 pH strips?

My boyfriend made the mistake of lamenting how hot she is so I kindly pointed out that she is identically genetically-structured as her brothers. I told him to imagine her without makeup, color her hair dark, cut it into a comb over, and swap her form-fitting lady clothes with a dumpy-looking-yet-still-expensive suit…