Also, star this comment if you went to Catholic school and still remember how much fucking time you'd be spending in chapel this week.

Life is so hard when you don't know how to pose for photos. I feel like all my friends had secret lessons on how to be photogenic, and I miraculously missed that day...

Basically *I* (usually) think I'm pretty, but I just about always think that other people WON'T find me pretty. In other words, I usually think I'm gorgeous but simultaneously think that I'm not what men want to see/someone strangers will look at and find attractive.

In addition to how crazy and wrong and illogical this is...wouldn't "reversible" abortions go against the whole "abortion = murder" thing? Since, ya know, murder isn't reversible?

I think maybe I'm waiting for the day when they say "we'll pay your student loans for 3,000 points!"

I haven't tried the glitter mani yet because I am displeased with my selection of glitter polish, but I just got some nail art stickers (tape? Whatever they're called) and tried a half moon manicure. I wish the lighting and coloring was better in the picture so you could see how neon the pink and orange is, but here…

$30K, Miami, FL, January 2014; included rental of facility, food (6 passed hors d'oeuvres, plated salad, 2 kinds of paella (buffet style), a small wedding cake (because you can't have a wedding without one apparently) & tons of pies, all shapes & sizes (TEAM PIE- where you at?!), DJ who played music for the ceremony,…

I don't even know how much my wedding cost. It was a Vegas thing on the heels of what was undoubtedly the greatest tragedy of my ex's and my life. Note to all, do not get married following an awful life changing event to "have something good to look forward to." Anyway, it was probably less than $3k total.

My sister and I both had courthouse weddings several years apart. A few years later, our divorce papers were finalized two days apart. Each year, we spend that middle day doing awesome things and in general being happy that we are no longer miserable unto death. On our third divorce-aversary she gave me the…

What I've started doing while I read these:

You'll need to make a cake that's cute but also paleo.

"Room for cream, please. But there's no room for 'cream,' so to speak, in my pussy. I am opposed to having intercourse with white men. Haven't they benefited enough?"

Girl, you need a membership to Costco. Buy you all the tissues. Matter of fact, you come with me, you don't even need to get a membership, you can just use mine and buy me a 1.50 hotdog when we done.

If I had to stump pitch it in 30 seconds (or one sentence), I'd go with "Game of Thrones is about a dynastic power struggle in a medieval world amidst a growing supernatural threat to all life."

This story doesn't even compare...

Dammit! I missed this one!

I don't even understand what the fucking point they are trying to make. Do they think black people are ok by being victimized by anyone? Like, oh, ok, it's another black person, so now it's not a problem when being victimized by someone of a different skin color would not be? Or that black people are somehow…

*washes them down with male tears* *pats lips delicately with cloth napkin b/c I am a feminist but still very much a lady*

I just want to let you all know that this feature has so far cost me $100 in the past week, with 15+ products still on my ever-expanding want list. Curse you guys.*