favor wallets? ???

pencils always end up smearing for me. my holy grail of inky black eyeliners is the mac liquid last liner. it can hold up in the humidity of texas, even after i've gone swimming.

take a picture. it might help put some perspective.

North is the only redeeming about kim k.

It only taught me to lie to my parents

same with korea. i was lucky if there was a toilet, a lot of older places only have shitty holes in the floor, where you have to balance and pop a squat. OH AND THERE IS NEVER TOILET PAPER. and no one washes their hands after using.

college. 2 hour parking zones starting at 8 am. one month i ran up a $600 parking ticket bill. parking maids work so damn hard at 8 am, whereas my struggling ass could barely wake up from being wungover.

its ok to cry. we did it alot when we were younger, and alone. it's so familiar . i cried a lot yesterday, just doing normal everyday things. the memories kept crawling back into my head, and i would just tear up while waiting in line, driving, whatever. i wish i knew how to really deal with all these emotions. i only…

hmmmm.

hey you. i feel you, i really do. yesterday as i was recounting these memories ( something i haven't done in over 15 years?) , the pain immediately came back. you can't ever forget that fear. i also remember not really understanding what i did to get punished so severely. i was stunned at how quickly the feelings came…

my mom used to hit me a lot when i was a kid. ( i couldn't start to let go of that anger until she asked ME to forgive her ) my mom used to use bible verses against me. there are a handful of bible verses that tell children to obey parents, to listen parents, yadda yadda. there is only one bible verse ( that i could…

all i've wanted from my mother was one of those perfect all american seeming best friend relationships, where you can talk about sex and what not.

i don't hate my mother, it's more like...love mixed with anger, hurt, and still an aim to please her. my mom regrets the abuse now too, but i dunno. i've forgiven her, but you never ever forget.

i was hit a lot as a kid. by my mom, who was just angry at my dad for never being home. i got hit so much that my neighbor called social services on us. it was after she heard me screaming while my mom was chasing me around with a wooden chair in her hands, steam blowing out of her nose.

my mom said that, after my neighbor threatened to call social services on her. ( my mom was chasing me around, hitting me with a wooden chair). i was thinking that whole time "MOM PLEASE DON'T HIT ME ANYMORE".

miss ann thrope, though i will say sometimes she adds some good commentary to a discussion, is ALWAYS telling the writers how they are click bait. doesn't she understand how blogging works?!! also, aren't we supposed to email you guys these sort of complaints or tips?

(i think there is a bit of a difference between someone who has a lot to say, and say, someone who has too much to say. )

vin.. i think you are the same guy that had that live action sequence where you hand ISIS a delicious pork kebab..

seriously..her license plate is in full view.

reminds me of her!