littleanna2201
littleanna
littleanna2201

I THINK what this douche-nozzle is getting at is that you cannot be offended if your skin is lighter than the paint on his face. Or maybe that's giving him too much credit... I doubt he could be that nuanced.

My grandmother had many (backyard) abortions... possibly ten, maybe more, we don't know.

But there's always a reason for it. Her reason was that she was dirt-poor, uneducated with a violently alcoholic husband who constantly raped her in a country with practically no access to birth control. This has always made me

I don't know, from my perspective (and I might be super wrong), he isn't being charged with rape officially (in the criminal sense) but HE is suing HER so instead of him being "guilty until proven innocent", SHE is "innocent (of lying, libel, damaging reputation etc.) until proven guilty". So, to prove his claims of

OK, not my current SO but an ex -

I'd like to be a snarky bitch and say something like "If I wanted to date anyone, that wouldn't be any of your damn business" although my innate politeness would probably override, mixing with shock, and I'd end up sounding like a ditz:
"Urgh, Err, Umm... I don't know... I, uh, haven't really thought about it... errr"

If you use Chrome, download the MediaHint extension. All the shows from all the world, all the time! YAY!

My little sister had the same thing. She was taking both antidepressants (which had the same effects that you describe) and steroids (that made her bones ache, so she couldn't exercise). Watching my sister (who was always quite slim before this) go through the antidepressant cycle made me realize how awful (although

I just looked at the list of Best Selling Children's Coloring Books on Amazon and my jaw dropped... The top 3 are:
-Ted Cruz's Coloring Book for Kids
-The Tea Party Coloring Book for Kids
-The Libertarian Coloring Book for Kids

Are you fucking KIDDING ME?!?! How early do you want to indoctrinate these tiny Tea

We have the same problem Down Under, but all you need is Google Chrome and the Media Hint extension and you can watch whatever, wherever.
That's how we Aussies get NetFlix. And the Daily Show.

OMG, as a historian, I wish I could give you an epic hug! Yes!

Meeee!

But I'm not really Australian. I was born in Poland and grew up between Poland and Australia. And then I lived in Canada/US for a while. But I'm not like the streotype Australian, I promise.

She sounds like an awful mother.
However, if this is a troll, it's the smartest goddamn troll ever. I wish I came up with a story like this, made it go viral and sold a few shitty tickets for $25,000. It sure would help pay for grad school. (although I doubt that is going to go through)
However, if this is for real,

Age: 18

Being Polish, I usually complain about how my last name is mispronounced etc. That's a good way to slip the last name into conversation, and usually leads to him talking about his last name too.
But I guess it only works if you have a tongue-breaking last name, though.

Oh man! I'd totally be in the running if I wasn't a fatty-fat-fat size six.
What a goddamn shaaaaaaame.
*eats cronut*

My 'special friend' (who has serious boyfriend potential, if we can sort out this distance/visa thingy) wore the world's ugliest shoes when we first hooked up.
We were friends for AGES first and then we were ... more than friends. I didn't even notice his shoes at first, but I had a 'no-shoes' policy at my old

it's funny because I'm a White Person with no accent. But I'm not American. I came to the US to intern and then study. All in all, I spent about 2.5 years in the US and picked up the accent very quickly, so whenever I would talk about not being able to work here or not being able to leave the country while changing

I'm so sorry for the stupid world we live in and how stupid people have treated you.
You were blessed by magic writing gods and your comment made me cry.
You are just all the awesome.

Didn't stuff like this cause the French Revolution. You know, disturbing excesses.

I thought I was the only one so self conscious about my feet.
Normally, I think I have very pretty feet. I take care of them - moisturize, keep my nails nice etc. But I HATE when people touch them. (My not-quite-boyfriend likes them but I get so self conscious when he touches them). I love them, but I feel others