maudeofthunder
maudeofthunder
maudeofthunder

I decided a while ago to never make time for anything from the Kardashian brand. Welcome. Life is better here.

That’s transparently a semantic, move-the-goalposts, cop-out of a bet because you specifically name Kim and you specifically say lead and you specifically name yourself even though this was initially about all of the Kardashians/Jenners (Chyna too dont @ me) and all of the coverage from all the Jez staff. But hell, I’l

Nice to see that people are finally catching up to us rational people who didn’t have time for Kim Kardashian 10+ years ago.

Jesus.. Picking your favorite Kardashian? That’s like saying my favorite STI is gonorrhea due to it being curable.

These Roasts are insufferable and I have no idea who the hell at Comedy Central continues to think they’re fresh or funny. All these are a bunch of celebrities staring at each other stoned and drunk on couches and laughing at their own unfunny filth. It’s like the worst kind of Circle Jerk.

No and he really never did. To have advisors, one must understand that they do not know everything and that advisors are there to advise on situations that fall outside of the president’s expertise. President Bestwords Stablegenius believes he DOES know everything, so when an advisor tries to advise him, they are

Maybe she’s not planning to. Maybe she’s actually a couple thousand years old, and every time she starts to show her age she hunts down, kills, and eats some poor person to extend her youthful appearance for another century.

I’m just picturing you walking into an ER, EpiPen in hand, sitting down in a chair and opening that Clark bar.

I’m pretty sure i’m the only person on earth who actually likes necco wafers. Don’t mess with my off-season valentine hearts.

One of my joys recently is the number of people who play the “Hey, if Donald can do it so can... What’s that? I can’t? But, but but.... Can I at least get my lunch out of the break room? No. Again, I didn’t mean to. I just... you don’t have to call them. I’ll just leave” game.

Rihanna is a force. It seems like every other day, one of these makeup companies is coming out with mulit-shade makeup and I know it’s all because Rhi got things started. And if it wasn’t for The Glow Up, I wouldn’t even know that. Plus y’all help me mess with my sisters and mom by hipping them to fashion stuff, lol!

Everything in America is racially motivated. Everything in American history is racially motivated. If the races were reversed, the killer wouldn’t have been arrested “without incident”. Faux News and the rest of the mainstream White supremacist media would have been blaring this story 24/7 and White people’s president

came here to say this. She’s an asshole of the highest order, and seems to be dealing with mental health issues, but she’s human - and so are we (you are a better person for still feeling empathy for someone who is obviously suffering).

holy mother mary this is the kind of fright efficiency that horror film directors DREAM OF. She has me shitting my pants in a minute flat

Well said! 

Thanks Maude! I’ve never found a therapist who didn’t want to work on repairing the relationship so I really appreciate the advice. :) It’s good finding people who go through the same thing and get what its like. 

I was sad. I was a mess. But it wasn’t because I regretted anything or because now things would never be fixed. I was a wreck because the little girl that I once was loved her daddy and I was so sad for that little girl. That little girl never got what she deserved. I think I was also a wreck because it was finally

Thanks and sorry for whatever nightmare you deal with as well. It’s unfortunately a fact of life.

My sibling pretended to be HIV positive for sympathy and always had two boyfriends at the same time and played them off against each other. Her last drunken email to me was about 10 years ago and I don’t miss her. 

That happened to me - eight months and 267 unanswered resumes in SF, then back in Portland LESS. THAN. 24. HOURS. and I had a job. It was slinging beans at a coffee shop, but I couldn’t even get a gig bagging groceries at Safeway in Oakland, let alone the dream non-profit job I wanted. I parlayed my newfound