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I’m betting her version of your life bears next to no resemblance to your actual life—I’ve had a lot of “friends” like that, who seem to get more out of pitying me as a way of validating their own lives and feeling better about their own choices. You’re right, there’s no point at all in arguing about it.

From looking at my friends and other male acquaintances, we want to be alpha dogs, fucking everyone and then being the only one that gets to fuck those someones. It’s not love, but some strange brain chemistry that makes us inherently stupid and hypocritical.

If the financial crisis proved anything, it’s that EVERYTHING is based on what 10 super-assholes are doing in Manhattan

Ya’ll gonna catch something

Holy crap this is sad.

Everyone wants to see people get taken down and Gawker obliges by eventually taking everyone down. I’ll bet some of these attacks on Bono have some truth to them. But, at the end of the day, the guy is throwing money and time and the world’s problems in a way that earns Bill Gates’ respect. I’d put that on my

At least you know yourself, and, that’s really a funny response.

This should have way more stars. All these people bitching about how Bono is not “sincere” and how all he does is give money to worthy causes - all the while doing absolutely nothing to help anyone. It’d be funny if it weren’t so incredibly sad. Their glass house is long since shattered and they’re still throwing

I know how double-negatives work... thanks.

No. Just no. I want to say more than no, but I can’t.

Obviously, she didn’t cope with her parents’ abuse well, but gosh, I really felt for her, reading this. Up until the part where she started concocting elaborate lies and hired a hit man, anyway.

(Russian Jewish for cultural context, Dad gets an old-man stiffy every time he hears the word “Harvard”) Holy sheltered high expectations, Batman...

As a really average child to Indian parents I always had high anxiety when reports cards came in. It wasnt that I was dumb or anything, but my parents expected me to be someone I was not. You cant just be smart. All the other indian kids in the Bahamas were getting As and validictorian so even when I did do well it

I had an upbringing like this.........................................which is why I was packed to move out three months before college began, and then promptly spent my 20s stoned out of my mind. (I did graduate undergrad and get a master’s, I was just....delayed by a couple years.) It was awesome. Noting, of course,

If she had been born in Vietnam, they would have either 1) found her a richer husband, or 2) sold her to whatever. In any case, she was unloved by her family, which sucks.

I realize that what she did was so so wrong but I actually understand where she’s coming from. When the expectations of you are that high and you fail to meet them, you feel desperate to cover it up and make it go away. For someone in a family like that, your entire worth is centered around what you are achieving and

I am not surprised at all. I never plotted murder, I just completely estranged myself and went into permanent hiding from my family.

Believe it or not, cream chipped beef a/k/a cream dried beef a/k/a shit on a shingle is my favorite meal ever. I can’t really find it in Florida but when ever I visit Philly/Jersey, 3 times a day, every day.