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I am okay with stairs, but down escalators are my nemesis. I get vertigo, and take so long psyching myself up for that first step on, it is better for everyone if I just use the stairs.

Who knew?

Gosh. How adult.

I don’t think you are supposed to feel more for Manning’s attempt. Hers is simply the attempt we are talking about at the moment. We don’t need to #allleavenworthsmatter, do we?

I’m not certain why, but it is coming for us all.

I know. I understand someone having tweaks to her appearance made, if it pleases her, but I am saddened when it seems like a wholesale rejection of her original self.

Her smile frightens me.

To me, her “calmness” was very similar to the way a horse trainer speaks to a spooked and dangerous animal. She couldn’t risk setting Officer Triggerhappy off on herself or her daughter.

I like it all except the raw edges of the sleeves and neckline. I want them piped in yellow like the skirt hem.

Me, too. I am so happy to be not famous.

But Hugh Grant and Benedict Cumberbatch are having a good day.

She has an amazing figure to show off a gown. The people who turned her down are idiots.

I’m so glad you have a therapist for when you’re ready to talk. I’m not a professional, but I don’t think healing will be letting him off the hook. It will mean you are too valuable to be forever broken by that piece of filth.

How terrifying. I am so sorry this happened to you. I think writing it is powerful, yes. This is a first step. I don’t know what your next step should be, but is counseling or therapy an option for you? Of course you are not crazy. Your trust was violated. Your memory was stolen. This was a crime, whether the police

Hell. I’m sorry.

AWESOME! I’m impressed!

I very much want to see this cake.

I did not see any such comments, but if I do, rest assured that I will add my voice to the chorus calling them assholes.

Thank you. I wish more people would realize that rape apologists also paint men in an ugly light.

I’m still angry at myself for not only picturing the color of raw hamburger, but the texture. Curse my vivid imagination.