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Oh, Debbie dead.

Debbie real dead.

General professional opinion is that someone with BPD (not in recovery) isn’t functioning at a high enough level to manipulate, but certainly the *behavior* feels manipulative. Suicide threats in BPD can be a desperate attempt to maintain social connections and have needs met, since the person with BPD doesn’t have

A Hole Vera

No worries, I enjoy the interaction (even if everyone is yelling at me lol)!

I mean whether this relationship is real or not, it’s absurd to think that Priyanka is the one who *needs* Nick to become more famous. She’s a big fucking deal in India. And when I mean big I mean BIIIG. I mean the goddamn Prime Minister of the country attended her reception. And you best believe he didn’t do because

I’m so sorry for your loss. I still miss spending holidays with my grandma. 

This is going to be the first Christmas without her. Even when she was so frail in the last few years, she was the center of gravity of everything. I’m not looking forward to it.

Same. I had seen her for Thanksgiving and then we did Christmas with my husband’s family, and she passed away the first week of January. It was a long time coming but I still felt bad that I wasn’t there. 

I clicked on this article because the Duchess of Cambridge is dressed exactly like the American Girl Doll Samantha, and that seemed absolutely wild to me. Juxtaposed to the chic outfit the Duchess of Sussex is wearing, it’s clear to me that these women could never consider each other rivals, because that would require

The Queen doesn’t exactly have unlimited numbers of Christmases left in her. I missed Christmas with my grandma last year because of different family stuff and it turned out to be her last. I deeply regret that. At some point you just adjust your plans to make sure you’re going to see your elderly relatives because

Nah, this is Hallmark shit. I didn’t see a single person get murdered by a staircase.

The first really extravagant purchase I remember making, as in, just wantonly tossing money at something I wanted, was when I was around ten or eleven and on a trip with my family. Our parents gave my sister and I a monthly allowance that we deposited in our own checking accounts. The idea was that you could spend

Spent $700+ to meet and take a photo and get autographs from Garbage. Absolutely 0 regrets!

A Range Rover. An “alpine-white” Range Rover that bled me like a colonial surgeon for years. Just grey me and put me out of my misery.

Back when I was younger and in a less anti-capitalist mood I spent a small nestegg in total on high dollar auction collectibles, specifically original movie posters from the 50s & prior, as diversified non-tradition tanigble asset investments. I dabbled in movie prop memoribilia too. (Its a weird niche I know but film

My mom died last year, after a long struggle with alcoholism and myriad other mental illnesses. As a kid she lived in a house with no running water, for awhile, and then with her grandmother, and great aunt, and in a frat house her parents took care of, and in all kinds of less than desirable situations. She graduated

Do non-tangible things count? I spent $2000 or so on the kayak trip of my dreams in Gwaii Hanaas National Park. I’d had a miscarriage, so I decided to take a 10 day remote trip that I definitely couldn’t have done if I’d become a parent. It was pretty awesome and I was a much better paddler by the end of it. Plus it

After my granFanda died, I discovered she had snuck little bits of money into money markets, CD’s and savings accounts in my name since my birth. I was notified of this by her sister via a post card with my first clue (because she made it a treasure hunt). All told she left me 24k. The knowledge of that money, of the