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PS Diseño Malbec is BOSS and it’s only like twelve bucks at the grocery store.

That phone could never be clean enough for me after having a slab of unrefrigerated meat smear its way across the screen for however long that exhibit is up.

brb never sleeping ever again

You do you, nice puppy play people of Staten Island (NP3SI). Please get your puppy some knee pads though; I worry for her skin on that pavement.

I’m convinced Jesus is real, because there is no way double sided sticky tape is that powerful. That tape had some footprint on the sand moments where sometimes they were both holding kim’s boobs, and sometimes the tape faltered, and that's when Jesus carried Kim's boobs.

I don’t know if you’re kidding or not, but this is actually how I feel sometimes. I don’t work 60+ hours a week just to cover my bills, including the loans I took out to get the education that didn’t help me to get a job that pays me enough to adequately pay off my loans, so that older generations can sit around and

omfg honey

yes. i’ve been fairly inactive since March, mainly because every time I hooked up with a Tinder random it was bad, and every time I hooked up with my ex (who is FINALLY OUT OF MY LIFE AND I HAVE BLOCKED FROM ALL SOCIAL MEDIA, PLEASE PAT ME ON THE BACK JEZZIES) I felt terrible about myself because he made me feel

Via Tumblr.

In the summer of 2013, I had spent 8 Very Long, Very Hard years in graduate school and was a mere two weeks away from defending my Ph.D. My monogamous husband of 8.5 years went over to visit our closest couple friends' of 5 years house to drink and play video games while I worked on all of my dissertation shit.

Okay. It's long!

The "caught" part: He had asked me to grab his phone and take it to him at work, since he'd forgotten it. It was on my way to my job so of course I did it. I grabbed it and at some point needed the time or something so I clicked it open (pre-password days) and saw a winky-face text from number with a

OH MY GODDDDDD

My (now ex) fiancé and I had a somewhat long-distance relationship. I worked an a city 3 hours from the small town we lived in, so I would stay with friends or my parents while I worked my 4 days on, and go home on my days off. Things were never "good" when I was at home, but anyone can tolerate each other for 4-5

My boyfriend of six years ended things through having an affair with a woman he met through his job (she was an ex grad student of a journalism school where he worked - ugh). I had suspected something for a while and he denied, denied, denied. The night we broke up I came home to find him chatting with her and he

I have never been cheated on (that I know of) but I am posting by proxy on behalf of my mother, because this still horrifies me.

My mother found out my father had been cheating on her when her gynecologist insisted on running routine STD testing (despite my mother's protests of "but I've been married ten years and we