You are not old. You’re not. And you are rad and lovely and there’s no reason why he wouldn’t be flirting with you!
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itsstillnotthebeerdamnyoukinja
YES. LETS.
It should just be a non-polarizing symbol of happiness and luuuuv.
Ugh. You too? Well, I had a stomach virus or something this week and ruined Passover. And I was sick on Xmas Eve and then again on NYE. I feel like my immune system wants me to go pagan or something.
I haven’t dealt with anything stemming from long term issues. But I did have PTSD that stemmed from a traumatic incident in my early 20s. It took me about 10 years to admit I was having issues from it and then another five to actually seek help. I didn’t really know I had PTSD. In my case, I did talk therapy and also…
Hmmm. Peppermint bark gelato and flirting with adorable hardware store boy? You’re having a good weekend in my book.
It’s so ridiculous how you get treated sometimes. I feel like with my own experiences, I’ve been over diagnosed so many times. If it’s not them avoiding the gold standard test that would have shown this problem for what it really was, they’re doing the opposite and deciding you have something and ordering all sorts of…
Ack! That sounds totally reasonable.
I’m just so sorry you’re going through this. :(
No, no, I'm not about choosing sides. I'm just saying that usually cake + senseless hatred are a thing that involves strictly pie people. But this just seems out of control.
Sigh. How did cake become such a lightning rod for hate? (Aside from the team pie ire, I mean.)
An Honorary Murrican.
That’s actually less gross to me.
We sure know Obama is.
And here’s me thinking I’d never have anything in common with a UFO enthusiast.
I was sighing and rolling my eyes wondering if this was a leftover April Fool’s throwaway when I noticed that I know exactly where that faux crate she’s leaning up against is in the park.
It’s baaaaaackkk!
I really didn't like that mascara. I didn't see what the big deal was, it didn't seem to do anything wondrous, it's clumpy and twice I stabbed myself in the eye with that hard little wand.