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I love Nicki. A lot. But let’s not get carried away here. The “charity” is missionary. It is not altruism. The poor are manipulated that they are “saved” by Jesus Christ.

Cher is the only reason to watch the Billboard awards, and if she does let a salty remark fly, that’ll be the viral clip of the week. Dick Clark Productions has probably built any anticipated FCC fine into the budget (and it would be worth every penny).

Or being destroyed by remy ma on shether.

Cher can drop any fucking bomb she wants, she is Cher.

I just needed to share.

i am just now coming out of my first ever battle against bed bugs. i’ve always been a clean person and i felt the same weird undeserving shame that you’re feeling, like i did something wrong to cause the infestation or that it reflected on me as a person somehow. it’s irrational, but knowing that doesn’t make the

I was obsessed with the shade Tulle. On everyone else the plummy tones show. On me it looks like I dipped my mouth in chocolate and it is unflattering.

That stuff can be a huge mind fuck. I’m so sorry. I read a post in here months ago where someone had just never had dental care growing up and by the time they reached adulthood and could try for themselves, they found they were so in over their head. Like, they expected dental insurance to be enough to get whatever

Oh man, I know exactly how you feel. My teeth are incredibly shitty and I’ve spent years in treatment to correct previous work and do some new stuff. I’m now the proud owner of crowns, implants and a bridge (we tried an implant twice and after two weeks the screw thingy would come out of my bone. You can imagine the

I’m so sorry. That sounds like an awful thing to go through. Might it be helpful to talk to a professional, even temporarily? It’s so hard when there’s a thing about your body you feel shitty about, and it’s doubly hard to alter those scripts so you don’t end up continually hurting yourself. It sounds like you still

I got a pedicure! My landlord was doing an open house for my apartment and I didn’t want to be around. It was glorious! I got a $40 walk-in pedicure with a super-cute pink polish and drank three glasses of red wine. It was basically a happy hour with nail polish.

I have posted on here about this before, but it’s an issue that continuously rears its head. It’s about my teeth. I know that seems like a trivial thing for people who haven’t been through dental hell, but for me, it’s the singular thing about my life that I would change if I could. For two years I’ve been undergoing

It is a monumentous occasion. The uterus is coming out. I am having a party with pizza and cake and, as fate is like that, it’s timed with my last period ever.

-sigh- your house looks like a Canadian wonderland. With your pretty plants and your pretty president. I usually plant a ton of herbs, but I have no idea when to plant stuff here in Seattle because, as a newbie, the weather still confuses me.

After mother’s day brunch, I decided to go low contact with my siblings. The indifferent, occasionally rude, regularly argumentative way that they treat me is horrible. Like my parents, they have no consideration for my feelings, though I’m expecting to be super sensitive to and tolerant of theirs. And my sister never

May long weekend up here in Canada. How are everyone’s gardens and planting coming along?

Well she sure is looking quite fine. Or as the young kids say...”she’s looking thicker than a Snicker”.