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Um, there a lot of fucking things cuter than a 2 year old yelling in a restaurant, or 2 year-olds in general, MJH. Like puppies, kittens, and puppy-kitten friendships.

Melissa. I say this as the loving mom of a 2 year old and as a long time fan of your work: there is nothing cute about a 2 year old shouting in a restaurant.

I WOULD ACTUALLY LOVE TO FORGET HEY THANKS.

Listen Jia, nobody makes me bleed my own blood

Once, when a male friend of mine asked why I wasn't at the party that had happened the night before... I made a split second decision to be blunt and honest with him instead of lying or using some silly euphemism to explain my absence. I said "Aw yeah, I wanted to go but I was menstruating and just couldn't deal." His

Two "used" items I would never consider returning: makeup and panties. I'll eat the cost of my mistakes.

Is there some really good reason why the clothes - esp. ones with tags still on - are shredded rather than donated to those in need? As you mention, a deep cleaning would take care of any suspected grossness and then these items could go to shelters or wherever they are needed.

LOLITWASEARLYOK? Fixed.

Yay for women whose biggest accomplishment is who they've slept with. -_-

Yes, because we all know the really stable happy people are the ones who married right out of high school and are too scared to ever try for anything else.

I might get flak for this, so don't take it the wrong way, but I feel sorry for people that have to hit the dating world in their late 30's, 40's, or higher. It seems like a lot of the people in that age range are "damaged" in some way that prevented them from having a lasting relationship. They may have odd

Yeah, it's pretty strange. also horrifying if you think about it. Most people are assholes, I guess?

Aww yeah lowered expectations!

It's really not hard to stand out in terms of behavior and appearance when you look around and realize how little other men are trying.

Yes, this. I am 38, never married. When I was a stupidly fearless 27 year old, dating was awesome! I had more guys than I knew what to do with. I don't think I've aged that badly (I'm regularly mistaken for 30, and I think I'm pretty cute), I have a nice job, I'm smart, I'm funny and I have great friends, but it's

Yeah its spooky. You wonder how society is even working if this is the bare minimum now.

Here's the thing though: Fat people can lose weight, but a jackhole will always be jackhole.

Want to know the real deal breaker? It's not being a slob, it's not being ugly, it's not being a jerk.