I raise my voice, not so that I might shout, but so that others can shut the fuck up and listen to my face aren’t I the best? - Boglarka Balogh

But then how would everyone compliment her face? HOW???

I am so angry with the police department for conducting their investigation the way they did. They have made it impossible to get to the truth of this matter and have only themselves to blame.

I would feel sorry for him, if I thought he had any actual human emotions.

I feel like I should really give that podcast a listen. Might be tough, though.

Right there with you. <3

It was alright. I’ve had better since.

Hahaha ... yes. You can weep for humanity now.

lol He was attractive. In the sober light of the present I can say that. He resembled a certain professional sports player. He was good at sex, or at least certain types of sex, and at the time I was super into it. I mean, you know what they say, crazy in the head, crazy in bed.

That brings me genuine happiness. Have a happy new year!

Whoo boy. I’m sure I said something at the time like “That doesn’t sound right ...” but then didn’t push the issue. He was manipulative, so if he was challenged on his stupid ideas he would often say it was something his deceased father had taught him, so then I would be a monster for mocking his hallowed memory.…

True story: I dated a guy raging douche who solemnly believed that a woman’s breasts “grow in the presence of a real man.” In English: the dude thought that my boobs would get bigger because of his righteous schlong. Yeah, he was a moron.

You can just tell he thought he was going to get away with it right up until sentencing. I’m so glad he was wrong.

It actually kind of delighted me. People like him don’t feel empathy for others. They only feel bad when things happen to them. Now thing are going badly for him and he has to feel it. I hope every single day of that sentence is the worst day of his life.

I once got busted after cleaning up SO GOOD after a party. Everything was golden until my parents turned on the big ornate frosted glass light fixture in the living room. Turns out some jackasses at my party made a game of flicking beer caps up in to it. Invisible while the light was off but so fucking obvious the…

I think anyone who came of age in the 90s had a period of liking Sublime. But when the realization dawns on you that you could literally add “Bro!” to the end of any given lyric, there’s just no going back.

Ramp it up with coconuts.

Son, we are a Banquet Coors family gawd dawmnit!

Oh gawd. I almost forgot about this. I have no idea what I was in trouble for, but the punishment was having to see The Passion of the Christ in theaters. That movie is balls out torture porn. A tiny old lady next to me wept uncontrollably for about an hour of it. Then I also had to sit through and Intelligent Design…

That better be Sprite, Mr. Man!