I know!!!!!!!!! I mean, does this guy even hear himself? If your argument would work as dialogue for a villain in a Dickens story, you may need to reevaluate your life.

Vampire breast lift eh? I think that’s where the dude from Twilight shows up at your door and tries to get to second base over Netflix and popcorn.

I’m sure you don’t mean anything by it, but for someone who has severe period pain, being asked “have you tried a heating pad” is fucking enraging.

It has taken me a lifetime of obsessing about my weight and everything I eat to make peace with that idea. I can live on veggies and chicken and fish and no alcohol and sugar to lose weight but be miserable in the process. It’s taken over forty years, but I eat and drink what I want in moderation with a reasonable…

B-b-but she SWORE she’d never eat nachos again after a plate of nachos killed her parents!

I’m trying to slim down after going up two pant sizes in a year and a half. Basically all I am willing to do is exercise and eat less junk. Not no junk. Just less. Life is not worth living with out salted caramel chip ice cream or that third glass of wine with my girlfriends.

no coffee no life

No matter what she does, time will march on and take its toll. Eventually you lose the “BOD”. But pizza. Pizza is eternal.

Over Galentines Day brunch on Saturdays, my friends and I were discussing that if given the choice between having a body like Giselle and never eating anything delicious again, we would choose pizza every time.

Absolutely flawless.

German shorthaired pointer loses crown by overconfidence, invades Borzoi during wintertime. Historic lesson learned.

Hair color high-five!

I love living in a time when someone can just nonchalantly throw out “I have long blue hair”. (I’m long brown with a very liberal mixture of violet and orchid)

I have long blue hair, and it survived the summer in my sisters SEVERELY over-chlorinated pool because I’d wet it and put a heavy-duty conditioner (like 3-Minute Miracle, or the like) in it *before* I ever hopped in to swim. Sometimes I’d wear a swim cap, and sometimes I’d just pile it up in a high bun on the top of…

No one noticed!

I mean its more than a slightly gross thing. It is rape. Children cannot consent to sex with adults. Yeah, I’m glad that she still feels okay with it today, but she definitely wasn’t the only 13 or 14 year old he slept with (by her own account, they also had a threesome with her friend who was less than a year older)…

There are lots of places where the age of consent is 15 or 16 or 17...do you think that really represents someone’s ability to consent from place to place or is it a reflection of the fact that determining a legal age of consent is,imprecise in the hands of politicians?

I compared the Bowie story to drunk driving. Just because it doesn’t seem like there were any victims in this particular encounter, it doesn’t mean that what he did wasn’t wrong. I’m glad Lori Maddox has nothing but good feelings about everything that transpired, but Bowie was the adult in the situation, and he was…

I loved Bowie’s music, but a 14 year old can’t legally consent. He’s a rapist whether she liked the experience or not.