Yes. I'm all for cutting down on processed foods, excess sugar, etc, but that is what dieticians have been telling us for decades, not some rediscovered ancient wisdom.

"The question was asked, 'What could make a woman become so dark? To lose all sense of her maternity, her womanhood, and her softness?'"

Bottom left is serving some serious face.

"You almost broke my hideous glasses, you piece of shit!"

In a stunning turn of events, Baby Boomer White Man makes it all about him.

I was first introduced to Maya in my teens. At a time when I felt isolated, confused, alone, and conflicted. I lived between two worlds - black and white and the black kids at school didn't let me forget it and neither did the white ones. I felt low and shy and angry and couldn't make friends, couldn't get comfortable…

The trouble with "tranny" is that over time it's come to represent the extreme dehumanization and objectification as purely sexual fetish objects of transgender people. That's the word's connotation, and that's not something that can really be changed.

I was mentioned by name in a suicide note by a boy I'd turned down. While I feel badly for his death, I do not, cannot and WILL NOT take blame for his actions because I refused to date him. I am so sick of this idea that men are owed a date/kiss/blowjob/anything just because they want it. Nobody owes anybody…

I think this just says that everyone needs some amount of emotional contrast in their lives, so we always find something to dislike, even if everything is actually going pretty well.

Is... is that what it's like to be an adult? How do you afford two extra pairs of jeans when you have to pay for your own health insurance? Adulting is hard.

If I spill or if they smell. That's it. Elsewise, jeans do not need to be washed.

good.

Or they are just completely gobsmacked that their ideal is not every man's ideal. Like it's breaking fucking news that some dudes prefer fat chicks.

THE CAT HAS BECOME THE BOY. THE BOY HAS BECOME THE CAT.

When I was young we had a leash trained cat (if you live in the city it is the right thing to do) and a huge Rottweiler came into our yard and after my mom. Upon seeing this the mighty Comet decided to take care of things. Next thing I know she get all beast mode on that dog and beats the CRAP out of it. We then went…

Our cat is a strictly indoor pet but he watches the two outdoor cats in our neighborhood from our second floor bedroom. If they even walk near our lawn he bolts downstairs and sits by the front door. Just to make sure.

She was definitely getting it lasered off to accommodate whatever jewelry Jay & Solange were purchasing yesterday. Of course she had to orchestrate the tiff between the two in order to get said jewelry, but since she's Illuminati it wasn't that much of a challenge.

I teach high school and every time I see stories like this I just... are you fucking kidding me?!