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Flame Princess, Garbage-Monger
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Honey I quit heroin on November 8, 2012 so please don’t pity me. I’m trying with my smoking, it will take time and lots of trial and error just like heroin did. Keep your pity.

Laughing so hard! No; she was a very intense non-makeup wearing intellectual. But she did love her smokes!

I’m sorry, but for the sake of society we’re going to need you to use the smoking comments section, you piece of human garbage.

This is the truth. Smokers smell like shit. I ride public transpo, and I’d rather have a rank homeless person sit next to me than a smoker (because at least the homeless person is aware of their stank and if they could, would do something about it).

No hate, but loads of pity. You’re paying heaps of money to permanently smell like ass, make the air around you smell like ass and incrementally kill yourself. And everyone hates you for it, but you still do it.

As a former smoker of 20 years, they shun you because you smell godawful. Even being within arm’s length of a smoker churns my stomach and gives me the most wretched headache.

But, how do you know when you are too loud?

I read somewhere that she said she “can’t” moan any lower. Sorry lady, you absolutely can. Anyone can. The thirst is strong with this one.

19-year-old “bubblegum trap” god Lil Yachty

The main thing I find attractive about Lil’ Yachty is that he pisses the old-heads off.

Yeah, I watched Mean Girls when I was 24/25. Not my teen nostalgia movie at alllll.

33 here - and as you can see, Clueless is my jam!

Fuck you! I’m 35 and Clueless is definitely my movie. I AM NOT OLD, GODDAMMIT.

Empire Records. DAMN THE MAN. SAVE THE EMPIRE.

Clueless and Romy and Michele were definitely my teen flicks, but I’m begining to realize I am probably an old around these parts.

This is a brilliant idea. Kudos to whoever thought of it!

Let me nerd this up for a sec; In the soft reboot of the Spider-Man comic “Ultimate Spider-Man” Aunt may was a much younger woman, so the producers shoulda hipped Marisa Tomei to the fact that she’s not an old version of Aunt May.

Well...maybe a few people will. Others will endure serfdom; scouring the irradiated planes beyond the barrier walls for scraps of metal and wood, torn fabrics and broken staples, worn tires and other pieces of ancient vehicles they will cobble together to form shelter. Shanty towns, that offer protection from the sun,

Me irl:

THAT’S what a “gender reveal” party is? People have parties to announce the gender of their as-yet born babies?