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kelseyeagle

You’re saying the sushi I was about to order from Craiglist might not be healthy?

Having a stranger buy you a car for your birthday is so much more believable than having Tyga buy you one.

“GIMME YER STASH, HOOMAN!!!”

she should listen to her friend billy zane, he’s a cool guy.

I actually did stumble onto her on fb a few years ago when she liked a post of a mutual friend. I agonized for a few days before going for it. She didn’t reply to my friend request. I waited a few weeks, and then in a fit of frustration, I messaged her. “I understand if you never want to speak to me again after this,”

There are over 2000 posts now! I’m going to add my story, though I doubt many of you will see it.

When this happened, I was living in a small house with my boyfriend (now my husband) and our two cats. I was especially close with our male cat, my baby. My boyfriend always joked that he followed me around like a little dog. He was always happy to see me, always wanted to cuddle me, and would even lick my hair when

The house where I grew up was pretty new - way newer than any of the other houses on the block. A typical one-story ranch house that you might see in any stretch of American suburbia. Likewise, all the furniture in the house was pretty par for the course. My room had a little-kid bed, a nightstand, a table and chairs

“and I touched a person” AAUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHH

What the fuck, Hamburger.

This isn’t my story, personally, but it’s one that has kicked around my family for so long that it definitely feels like it’s mine. It’s been told and re-told, but I do think that the central details are very solid.

This took place when I was about 10 years old. My mom had rather quickly filed for divorce, but she only had a part-time job and made very little money, so finding a place to stay that was affordable and available immediately was tough. A friend of hers told her that she and her husband had

Okay, so this may not be the scariest story ever, and none of you will ever see it because I’m as gray as they come, but it is 100% true and you can make of it what you will.

I submitted a story last year about the road I used daily to get to my crappy job when I was young. The following story is from that job itself:

I have three, all having to do with the house I grew up in.

But...you didn’t leave her even after she scared you. 😭

“the spirit that scared you as a child meant you harm, and you will have two more such visitations in your lifetime.”

The very first house that I bought was haunted...by a cat. I knew the previous owner has a cat because there was a cat door cut into the utility door and when I was cleaning before moving in, there was cat hair all over the carpet.