Ah dang. Need some advice, seems a good place to ask it.

Who asks a 13 year old kid these types of questions? It’s nice you respect this child’s opinion enough to ask, but at what point do you step back and say, “You know what? This is just a kid. A famous kid, but a kid. Maybe there are better people to ask. Like an adult, maybe.”

Yeah, the former is forgivable, with time. The latter? Shows how dumb you are.

I’m very happy for you.

My first cry refuge was a Victoria’s Secret. Worked a little snack shack in the mall right across from them. Had a full slushy, cup and all, thrown into my 16-year-old-first-job face, pink dripping all down my clothes. Didn’t know what to do, so I just stood there shaking until the manager of VS came out, called…

Sometimes religion legitimizes rape— even encourages it. Perhaps read this: http://www.nytimes.com/2015/08/14/wor…

“Because Oregon has medical but not recreational legality.”

I think when it comes to pain, you’re for sure allowed to request that from your partner.

That whole movie hurt and I loved it.

The only reason this movie even worked was because of those two hot pants.

That city smells like piss and desperation. Totally disappointed when I visited.

I visited a lot of castles in Ireland. That’s about all I was seeing. And Blarney Castle for sure was my favorite even though I never even planned on seeing it.

I agree the hoards really render the experience in an unpleasant way. I literally got cattle-herded through the Vatican and Sistine Chapel and it was a panic-inducing experience. But those are a part of humanity in a way that other dumb sights aren’t, and so I can’t totally write them off as not worth it.

That’s a “been-there-seen-that-and-totally-forgot-about-it” sight.

I specifically planned to avoid Blarney Castle, but found myself with a free morning and gave in and went on a rainy morning in early March. It was nearly devoid of people, so when I got to the top and no one was waiting to kiss that damn stone, I just had to do it. And it ended up being one of my favorite parts of my…

Yessss! Every time someone I know gets engaged the only thought that comes to mind is “oh, wonder how long that one will last.”

God forbid someone ask him to account for the bullshit insults he spouts off. Too bad it had to be a woman.

this for real is what helped me deal with my sex issues. it helped open up lines of communication and made me feel less self-conscious. and makes sex feel so, so good. i really feel like my best self with weed, as stonery as that sounds.

I had oysters for the first time recently. Even fried, I was so grossed out I could barely stand it. I can’t imagine why those would ever, ever, ever make me feel sexy.

I actually have a picture of one of those costumed “statues” with his arms around two of my friends, his hand in the girl’s purse. Not sure if anything went missing because this was during a time when you had to wait to get pictures developed so we didn’t realize this until later.