I think it’s obvious to say don’t bring the trolls out of the greys.
I think it’s obvious to say don’t bring the trolls out of the greys.
This is awful. Sins of the father should have no bearing on the children (despite bible passages to the contrary). That poor child.
19 is just so damn young. That’s all I’ve got. No snark, no blame, no speculation.
I did meds and therapy, because I realized I need the help of Lexapro and a neutral third party to try resetting my brain patterns. In the shorter term, I spend five minutes cleaning something for a sense of victory, or burying myself in a fuckton of heavy blankets because the pressure helps me calm down.
Well, I’m very late AND grey, so I’m probably shouting into the abyss here, but...
Happy Saturday Jezzies!
OK this is a quick Kinja question, some started following me today so I had a look at her profile which consists of a link that would allow me to see her genitals, not my thing unfortunately for her but this is the third person following me who isn’t simply fascinated by my wit, how do I get rid of these spam trolls?
So. I’m sure there’s an Irma thread somewhere. But I’m sitting in a hotel room 2 states away from my little condo (dead center ground zero for this vicious bitch of a storm) worrying, and can’t be buggered to dig. And this will probably stay in the greys, but it’s nice to know that the world is still going here on…
I wanted to stop in and say hiiiii. I’ve had an interesting couple months and am so excited for tonight to be a relax at home Saturday. I hope my fellow Jezzies are well.
I wrote a new poem. It is called “Everything is Hot Garbage.”
And all Harry has to do now is sit and wait out the pregnancy and he can get married to Meghan without having to get his Gran’s OK ( because he will be down to #6 and legally #1-#5 have to get her say so)
These constant think pieces claiming all her attention-seeking antics are empowering and feminist are to blame, in my opinion. If she had never become famous, she’d be a random valley girl who works at her boutique with her sisters and only talks about gossip or how fat they’re feeling that particular day.
What’s that expression about having your cake and eating it too? That’s what she wants.
Team No One.
Ozzy is giving me some serious Ramsey Bolton vibes in that old pic.
Severe morning sickness is hellllll! It’s why I chose to have one child. Never want to repeat the hell of 24 hour nausea ever again. All I could stomach was Golden Graham cereal with ice cold milk.