I WISH I'd been raised to say no. Not to please everyone. Took a long ass time to determine and understand my worth and the power of that worth. Good on that mom. And both of these teens are LUCKY to have an adult lay it out like it is and now how we hope things will be.

NIVEA Lip Care, A Kiss of Milk & Honey

NIVEA Lip Care, A Kiss of Milk & Honey

this is great. EVEN IF it winds up ineffectual or problematic, this is at the very least a good idea coming from a good place. It's a great lesson in "this is how we can use existing systems and technologies for good, or at least try!"

I hate the barf gifs. Thank you for sticking to the word.

You are strong enough, and I'm sure I speak for everyone here when I say we are all with you. Hold our collective virtual hands, and find someone physical you can trust, either a friend or someone at a suitable centre. There are people who can help, and you are not alone.

You are. But make sure you've got a support system—a friend, a therapist—who can help you focus during this period.

I'm so sorry. Hugs.

Do you have a doctor or someone you trust you can talk to? There has to be somewhere you can go besides a shelter.

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I'm intrigued by your philosophy and would like to subscribe to your newsletter.

Sorry, I don't get out much.

SPARTANS, TONIGHT WE DINE IN HELL. HAPPY HAPPY BACONY FUNNEL CAKE CHEESEBURGERY HELL!!!!!

Not a pineapple fan unfortunately! My friend also loves the sandia lollipops but they also aren't for me.

There was a loooong discussion about this on another Kitchenette post recently. The order you describe is only weird if you assume that the only reason someone would order a Diet Coke is to save calories. But many of us actually like the flavor of Diet Coke better.

Last time I flew (10 hour flight) I saw someone wearing a ballcap put their blanket over their head. I tried it and slept great. With earplugs, it's like being in your own dark little private room. Gives you that illusion of privacy. I guess I have a psychological aversion to just sleeping in public, especially…

Me too. God help Forgot's future boyfriend. He's going to have a lot of shit to deal with. I'm basically feral at this point.

I live alone in a rather large, Edwardian flat with 13 foot ceilings. When the bulbs burn out in my ceiling fixtures I will carry around a floor lamp from room to room. I plug it in and do my business and then move on, rather than just change the bulb. I did this once for a month straight before I finally pulled out…

I rewrite popular songs as songs about my cats and sing them to them constantly. My favorite is a song for my cat called Meachie set to the tune of "Fuck the Pain Away" by Peaches that goes:

Wait I feel maybe you are projecting a little, and now I would like the story.