I’ll bet. If you aren’t a total sociopath memories of being a horrid dick are probably uncomfortable to live with. And rightly so.
I’ll bet. If you aren’t a total sociopath memories of being a horrid dick are probably uncomfortable to live with. And rightly so.
Nope. Don’t waste your worries on these people. If they want to be this belligerently stupid, they have to deal with the consequences. Losing friends and family support in their life is the consequence of continually doing idiotic and annoying things, and never apologizing for them no matter what. I highly doubt…
had my third miscarriage in May and have been undergoing test after test after test to find out why. just got a positive pregnancy test on Tuesday and am trying not to get too excited because another loss would just suck, but am hoping this is the one that sticks.
I have mostly skipped the teen week posts. My teen years were fine for the most part, I just wasn’t interested.
Yes yes and yes.
I’ve had a fucking week. I started a new job Monday that I wasn’t very sure about and now after 5 days of cumbaya meetings that didn’t apply to my department I finally got hard info on my *actual* position and, shock shock shock, it’s every bit as gruelling emotionally as I’d suspected, and SURPRISE! none of the …
I had to unfollow a dear friend on Facebook today because literally all he does if post about Trump. All week this week was about the “smoking gun” with Don Jr and various other Trump things. He literally posts every few hours, all Trump or politics related. Like, I’m exhausted, but I feel bad, like, maybe I’m not…
The worst part of a colonoscopy isn’t usually the procedure, it’s the prep the night before.
Heyyyy thank you....great crowd....I’ll be here forfuckingever.
The force is with us. We are one with the force.
Team work may be the key. I know I may have messed up a blood vessel in my temple trying it alone.
My dog will only chase the second ball then try to figure out how to fit them BOTH into his mouth. It is comical.
The official Star Trek Instagram page shared the picture of the cake I made for my dad’s retirement party. The cake could have been better if I had more time but I still feel famous!
Canadian Jezzies, it was a good week
No, now he just has my bed, my food, and the ability to make me pick up his shit.
Hey, you figured it out. The dog no longer has you by the balls.
I feel stupidly proud of my ingenious solution to my dog’s possessive issue of refusing to give back the ball he wants you to throw.
I’m just going to pretend it’s the fabric.
I was bullied throughout all of junior high and high school. It sucked but I bought and paid for it. In fourth grade, a friend of mine and I made fun of a girl on the school bus. She had chipped nail polish and for some reason it seemed funny to ask her if she was creating little islands of polish on her nails or if…