erikalyons
Serious Moonlight
erikalyons

Yes yes yes yes yes.

I’ve started just being honest and saying yes, I do want a long-term, secure relationship. I do want love. I don’t want to be single. And that doesn’t make me pathetic. It doesn’t mean that I’m not trying hard enough, or that I’m trying too hard, or that I’m not being a whole person, or that I’m

And that, not some fairy-tale, is how I met my partner,

The luck of the draw! So many seem to think they’re somehow entitled to a spouse, and when they don’t find one it’s unfair. Sure, I think it’s great to stay open to meeting and dating people. But I believe it’s important to make peace with singlehood because there’s a very good chance I will never encounter someone I

It sounds to me like she does want to talk about it, but wants the people she’s talking with to acknowledge her reality and have the conversation she’s actually trying to have, rather than insisting that she’s wrong and she won’t be alone forever, even though, as she points out, there is no guarantee of that.

“I lost my virginity, but I still have the box it came in”

Strange, cuz rejecting a beautiful home because of the street name, is maybe the whitest thing I’ve ever heard

That’s a serious feliney she just committed.

So, in essence, “I have no plan. I have no plan anymore. Do what you have to do and God have mercy on our souls...”

Well, looks like what I’ve been saying for months now has finally come to fruition: Billy Bush will prove to be a pivotal player in this election.

Pussyleaks

Yoko, of all days... no, not today.

Um, disagree, Bobby. Shep Smith is a Grade A number 1 a$$hole, but he’s basically right. People’s memories are short these days, and some of them are just spacing out on how bad it can really get. If this douche yelling at them gets even one person to leave their house and head to a shelter, whatever their income

Oooh, what a sexy, happy drunk!

The other day I told a friend I saw a boy squirrel bury a pecan in my yard, only to have a girl squirrel come along five seconds later, dig it up, and bury it three inches to the left. My friend asked me, “How could you tell which one was the boy?”. I shall stop laughing whenever my friend’s question passes from my

We’ve got a squirrel (squail) nuclear family in our backyard, and the boy-one does a lot of benchpresses and shit on our pine, and regales us with poofy-tailed performances of machismatic dynamism once every weekend at least, so I’d say he’s pulling his weight.

I KNEW THIS WAS MADE UP. These fucking people. It’s always something with them. And now it’s a shady-as-shit lie designed to garner sympathy for some tasteless brat that deserves none. Oh, Kim, you “lost ten million dollars” in tacky jewelry? Cry me a fucking river. And you “thought” you were “gonna be raped”? But

He just doesn’t know how to answer his phone.

John Mayer is a hipster racist (aka racist racist) with a “David Duke cock” so I don’t think that’s going to happen, Leslie Jones.