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Ho my god. So much. Everyone looks awkward and stilted and hungry. I can’t tell the difference between the good and bad models, I guess. Oh well.

I say this every time but here I go again-

Right?
“Chad Richman was your typical, high priced attorney, living in the big city who thought he had it all”
*shots of him doing office work, drinking with the guys, opening the door of his sports car for a pretty lady*
“until one day...” *door-bell*

I mean, my point was that at the very least, there can be actual errors of math which can change vote counts fairly significantly. I’m not at all discounting actual shenanigans on top of that.

(this ended up being way longer than I thought it would be)

This can happen to non-white people, too, depending on how/where you were raised. I grew up around Latinos most of my life and didn’t expand my social circle to include other ethnicities until I got to college. It took me getting to college where I started to experience full-fledged discrimination.

In 2011, Kristin Davis adopted Gemma Rose Davis. In 2016, Davis realized that her whiteness only protects her and not her daughter. Great.

And all the sudden, the soul crushing panic I felt when I thought about her the past few months makes a tiny bit more sense. And the can’t stop crying for the first week after too.

My heart breaks every day she isn’t president

What’s really terrifying is how little people realize this stuff is a problem. The whining about the media coverage, the waffling about imprisoning political opponents, the strong-arming and then glad-handing of critics, this stuff is so beyond the pale, and he’s successfully normalized it to the point where him

Jezebel, I love you so much, but can I please just enjoy this one thing as the world crumbles around me? This is literally the only thing I’m looking forward to as the miserable puce hobgoblin prepares to ascend the iron throne. On a more serious note, I’m a Jewish woman and I’m terrified. My niece is biracial and I’m

Guys come on.

That is exactly what I was thinking. I guess when your opinion has always mattered you start to take it for granted and turn into a whiny douche.

god I wish I had the confidence of a man, to wake up so damn sure that you are not only correct but that your opinion should be shared - nay, taught!

“Voting is fine, but it’s not enough about me. How can I make it less about other people and more about my perception of myself?”

Actually, that’s not true at all. I am a cancer mama and I can tell you that the 90% survival rate is a HUGE overstatement. There are a few types of pediatric cancers that do have amazing survival rates which sort of skews the data. And, that 90% is a 5 year survival rate. So, if a child dies on their 6th year their

“I voted for Clinton but regret it because someone who works for her used to be married to someone who texted a picture of his junk to my teenaged daughter and she maybe checked her email once on her husband’s computer. Hillary didn’t know anything about any of this until last week, and she has never mentioned my

This poor, poor little girl. You know what, it’s quite plausible that she’s devastated at the thought of not having her dad in her life - abuse within families is as complicated as it is horrific, and it could not be clearer that the adults in her life are encouraging her feelings of loss and guilt, rather than those

Personne ne parle français mieux que moi. Je parle grandement.

I volunteer for a cat charity, and I have rehomed several cats with elderly people knowing the cat will likely outlive the owner. What counts is that they are able to give lots of attention and love to their pet. In one case a formerly nervous cat had absolutely bloomed from being the centre of his elderly owner’s