nancygracespearls
NancyGracesPearls
nancygracespearls

Like most people, I was an gangly teen- all pimples and limbs and braces. I had a huge, super nerd-girl crush on someone I’ll call Joe. Joe was a year older than me even though he was in the same grade, and had bit puberty sooner as a consequence, so was more man-than-boy shaped. Ravelston likied.

One look at time on

He says he did but I wasn't going to give him the chance to show me so hahaha

UM YEA. One time a dude wouldn't go down on me because of pubic hair (story still related because it's men being grossed out by human hair right?) and I told him the exact same thing. Oh you're afraid of maybe getting some hair in your mouth maybe? I pull your pubes out of my fucking vagina okay grow up

it gets on the walls....ON THE WALLS!!?!?!?!?

My husband's hair is shorter then mine but we shed about equally. Throw in the cats and it's equal opportunity Nature's Carpet everywhere.

Advice:

When my wife was bald and in chemo, I'd have given anything to have to deal with random hair around the house. When she first started chemo, it fell out in giant clumps, leaving a halo of her naturally blonde hair on her pillow and wherever she sat. Eventually, she asked me to shave her head and that was when it all

So remember everyone: don’t fixate on your weight, then you’ll earn less. Oh, but don’t be fat either, you’ll also earn less. Most importantly, remember this is all on you and not on our fucked up society that values women’s appearance above all her other qualities.

Am I missing something, or is this pretty much the least surprising finding ever? Of course disordered eating is going to get in the way of accomplishing other things, it’s sucking up time and energy that could otherwise be used elsewhere, and very possibly causing physical symptoms that obviously are to stand in the

I guess this would be called posthummus.

Cher looks really really good.

Hey hey hey I have a feature request and I'm too lazy to email you so:

Excuse me. Sorry to bother you. I just have to tell you that the answer should have been Dayne. I love her voice.

Right? I have seen lots of cats that actually look like Natalie Dormer, but not the one in that photo. A 30-second Google search just yielded this one—I can hardly tell them apart!

LIES!!!!

Gas-X. How could you not mention Gas-X?

I want to add this: if you are new to the whole contour thing, consider practicing in your mirror some Saturday afternoon when you dont have to go anywhere. Think you have it down? Take a mirror and go outside in actual daylight and check again.

My husband and I were only 19 and 20, respectively, when we married. We had gotten engaged after only knowing each other for five months, to the chagrin of our parents, but we were in love...and desperate to get away from our parents' homes. That being said, as young and poor as we were, we probably wouldn't have

A bit of a downer here, but I married my husband over the phone while he was in prison. My 'honeymoon' was spent watching Lockup and eating Nutella mixed with peanut butter while halfheartedly crying.