notclever13
notclever13
notclever13

Only near the very end.

Good.

I was seventeen and a senior in high school. The way it worked at my school was that we had prom and then we were off for about a month before graduation. It was during this period that my friends and I decided to buy/try weed for the first time. I’m naturally high strung so the whole process was such a debacle that I

THIS WAS FUCKING HILARIOUS AND HONESTLY PROBABLY TOP TEN ESSAYS I HAVE EVER READ ON THIS SITE I LEGIT CRIED LAUGHING

Her shoes! I don’t know how she did it but her shoes are just the absolute fucking best. Not too expensive, ridiculously comfortable, fashionable, consistent sizing, sturdy and well made. I don’t care what footwear demon she sold her sole to but it paid off.

Because his schemes are playing out on TV! GET OUT WHILE YOU CAN!!!

I prefer slicing it thinly and fanning it out, it makes me feel Fancy. Chopped is definitely wrong though.

But, often the problem is I don’t want 10 sandwiches; I want one, maybe two sandwiches. But, then I have the ingredients for 8 more sandwiches sitting around going to waste and making me feel guilty.

Charging for ketchup?!? That is just going too far!

Wow. Sam Biddle sounds like a classist asshole. Chips don’t have to come in a bag. They could be made by the restaurant. I eat lunch at side down restaurants and a lot of them have house made chips as a side. That tartine doesn’t even look that great but not including a side is criminal.

Story time: My fella and I have one blanket on the bed he loves but I hate. I don’t like fuzzy fabric and the damn thing has this weird nap that makes me shiver whenever it touches me, which in a perfect world would be never. One night I felt that awful blanket graze my ankle so, being the mature cool-headed adult I

It is to her credit that she’s taken back by the idea of a bed with a $108k price tag and is willing to set foot not only in Sleepy’s but also IKEA and the subway. I’d at least put Gwyneth, the major Trumps, and selected Kardashians ahead of her. Just a thought - now back to my knitting!

Since I will be in the greys forever few will see this, but I had severe hyperemesis gravidarum. It is not morning sickness. It is severe nausea and/or vomiting. It lasted all day, all night, and for the entire pregnancy, when I delivered at 35 weeks due to pre-eclampsia.

Can’t wait for the day they make a movie about Leonardo DiCaprio and the actor that plays him inevitably wins an Oscar.

This is what I am saying! I swear no one is invited to her “events” unless they fit her aesthetic criteria and get their wardrobe pre-approved. Apparently they didn’t even eat the cake at that party. There was an instagram post of them cutting into it the next day. Who the fuck has a party and does not eat the cake??

Theres a photo of me about..3 hours or so after giving birth: My husband is lovingly holding our son. I’m in the background, looking on from the hospital bed with a box of Cheez-Its in my hand and a mouth full of Oreos.

One of my friends sent around a photo of herself holding her newborn, perfectly coiffed displaying freshly manicured fingers. Big smile with lipstick and lip liner. It. Was. Chilling.

Seriously, folks, put your phone away.