He used to sing “Daydream Believer” to get me out of bed when I was a kid. We danced to it at my wedding last August and he surprised me by singing along the whole time. Somehow I kept from dissolving into a puddle of tears.

On my 16th I was in peak Moody Teenager mode and didn’t tell anyone it was my birthday until that afternoon. My English teacher freaked out and ran to the corner store to get us all ice cream sandwiches as a treat (he was a wonderful man who I’ve known since elementary school), which was the only nice part of the day.

Maybe 10 years ago I met a boy at a concert. We hung out all night, kissed, and kept in contact for months after that. He lived 3 hours away in another state but I wanted to see him again, so I rounded up two girlfriends and arranged to meet him and his buddy at a KOA campground halfway between us one weekend.

Full Sail? I had some guy friends who spent a LOT of dough to go there too!

I typed out the story of my first break up but realized it is 1) probably as generic as it is dramatic and 2) I’m apparently afraid that the same nattering group of former church friends from 12 years ago will see it, doxx me, and resume gossiping about me!

I live minutes from there and have never heard this before! Going to do some cruise by snooping 

Yep. It’s not just the smoking but the fussiness and gaslighting that can come along with it.

My mom trained me to pee before getting in the bath tub or shower, probably out of fear that I’d pee the tub if I didn’t?

My husband and I pick his scalp 🙈. Sometimes he sends me pictures of the flakes that he gets at work during the day.

I love you. This whole comment section is just SSB and I am here for it all.

I’ve done this since I was a kid! Although it's sometimes with a real person I've been crushing on. 

I grew up without a dishwasher (other than myself, hey-o), but have had them since I moved in with my now-husband four years ago. It’s probably been a HUGE boon to our relationship that he, a lifelong dishwasher boy, was able to teach me how to load and unload one to his preferences right out of the gate.

Cinci is such an old, creepy city! I love it but Jesus some of those old shotgun homes freak me out. Really adds another layer of depth to that story.

The Grindr hook up STILL gives me shivers.

My story is cute but not as cute as my parents’:

Aww! My husband and I met on OKCupid. I’d had a few forgettable dates and decided to search for my favorite band, hoping that a cool guy would pop up. BOOM there he was, holding a knife over a giant cake. He apparently had stopped checking his account and wasn't expecting to meet anyone there. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ We've been…

Thanks for reminding me how much I HAAAAATE tiny holes. Shuddering forever.

My favorite guys.

I like him too but he’s totally their Sex Idiot, a lá 30 Rock. The rest of the 5 must to love him but it seems like they want to pat him on the head each time he says something cute/dumb.

There's “fuck you” money, then there's "fuck ME" money...