DAMMIT LINDSAY

Personally I cannot wait till a Below Deck charter guest demands red velvet croissants for hangover day drinking brunch.

OooOOOOoo I’d be so into that. Mine is a pain in the ass lately.

I know this might be a bit weird since I don’t think we’ve ever interacted on here but I keep an eye out for your posts and I think you are doing an amazing job in a really hard situation. Seriously, you might not feel like it, but you are a great mom, not a monster.

She really is a Neely.

......once again, The Finger needed to get the job done......

A glorious shitstorm of epic proportions!

Thanks, the do look very similar. I was super confused for a sec there.

This is such a solid valley of the dolls reference. Well done!

I wonder what Taylor/Burton would have looked like on Snapchat

whereas i feel much better about my disaster of a life after reading that bullshit

I’m (thankfully) in my mid-thirties and don’t have many people on social media that blast super intimate details about their lives/relationships. But I’ve seen it and it just makes me cringe.

Dada is one of the most brilliant art movements out there. Saint West must already be hella independent in thought because there’s no way he got that taste for delightfully tongue-in-cheek surrealism from his parents.

“He said Dada today, three times!”

Well, I mean, at that point I’d be hoping she’d kill herself, but I’m a total grade-A asshole, so yanno. I think DancesWithPeeps is right. You’re an overworked, overstressed, abused parent who needs a break, and whose child is not being appropriately served by the educational, medical, and legal systems in your area…

My brain announced loudly “I hope she gets locked back up.” What kind of monster am I?

Never ever apologize for huge pictures of the most regal Bubbles ❤️

I understand she’s scared, but damn.

You’re not a monster. You’re an overworked, overstressed, abused parent. If someone screamed those kinds of things at me I’d be hoping for lightning to strike them.

The issue I’m having with these red velvet croissants that, at least on the screen shot here, they look fleshy. It’s the shinyness, the mix of fresh blood red and dry blood red coloring and the spotted paper underneath resembling the aftermath of an operating table that make the image disconcerting. It probably tastes…