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This reminds me of an article I read a few months ago, relating to Mother’s Day. The author’s husband had asked her what she wanted for Mother’s Day and she said she’d like him to look up and compare quotes for a housecleaning service, and then hire the one he thought was the best fit, because that is a laborious,

Like everything, the fantasy is always far better than the actual reality. It is pretty obvious this is no different.

I think Amy is most like Leslie; someone who gets super giddy about the mechanics of the job? Usually sweet and warm but can get wicked competitive? Super ambitious career-wise, but not in a way that involves stepping on others? That could be Amy OR Leslie!

same - never wanted kids, I actually had been begging to be “fixed” since I was a kid, be careful what you wish for! lol It changed my life so much, my periods were so heavy I had to go on FMLA and miss work (unpaid, of course) to deal with it. After my surgery, I bought a white couch to celebrate!

I think the reality is, Kanye told her about part of the song, not the whole thing (and the phone calls seem to confirm this), he didn’t necessarily do that intentionally to mislead her, but she felt mislead and reacted. I think Kim missed the nuance of Taylor being ok with some of it, but not all of it, and felt like

Rihanna dropped the ball on this one. I’ve seen more impressive outfits on Catholic priests during Easter.

I’m starting to write a novel. It’s actually a story I’ve had in my head since I was about 10 years old, but I only just found the motivation to start it. Good god, if I wrote this while I was 10 it would’ve been terrible. Like, the ending was just the Battle of Minas Tirith from Return of the King. Oh me from the

Here’s my two cents. I have had to back away from friendships when my friends were in toxic relationships (one partner was an alcoholic that couldn’t stay sober and one partner was a controlling asshole) because my concern for them was overshadowing the rest of the friendship. That is my problem, not theirs, and I

My boyfriend loves going down on my (bushy as fuck btw) pussy. Nothing else gets his dick as hard.

It’s a no from me, dawg. Going down is a TWO-WAY ELEVATOR, my dude.

I think it’s pretty obvious what happened:

Decades late, and AFTER Polanski won an Oscar.

Better decades late than never I suppose.

I am def adding “my favorite bedroom” “my favorite kitchen” “my favorite couch” “my favorite car” to my conversations starting now. NO ONE HAS TO KNOW IT’S MY FAVORITE BECAUSE THERE’S ONLY ONE.

Seems legit.

Looks like baby Moana to moi.

What you wrote this is about sounds fun, but this is such a weirdly cut trailer.

SMOOTHIE BOWLS ARE JUST GAZPACHO. IT’S JUST COLD SOUP PEOPLE. ITS JUST A YOGURT PARFAIT IN A BOWL.