Ahh, "S8er Boi," her song about a Jewish boy coming of age.

I TRUST NO ONE

Is there a reason it sounds so much like Irritable Bowel Syndrome?

We're number thirty! We're number thirty! USA! USA!

Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh. You guys.

maybe if they both had a gun this wouldn't have happened.

However, nothing could be done to protect Figueroa and her children as her lawyer didn't show up for the court

We're not asking the important questions, you guys:

You know what? This was the detail that really did me in. I lost my mom 2 years ago. The thought of that poor young woman escaping only to discover that her mom died several years ago just... I just can't.

I have a problem with this, because I've always worked in super high burnout jobs (foster care worker, child psychiatry emergency room) and I think if you can't maintain some kind of empathy, you need to find another god damn job.

Honestly, though I love me some Jennifer Lawrence, I'm glad to see your comment. I was getting worried that everyone liked her—there need to be some folks out there that haven't drank the kool aid to keep the balance.

The fact that Jennifer's silly antics makes everyone around her laugh makes me love her even more. She made Marion Cotillard AND Lena Dunham giggle by being a spaz, that's awesome.

LOL Are you really fat-shaming a cat? In real life? Yo, it'll be okay. But, thank you. That was hilarious.

This is rather judgemental dont you think?

I did not even know you could make chalk paint from scratch. I need to up my Pinterest creeping game.

I almost passed this article along to my friend until I remembered that she just told me about how her baby happily peed into his own mouth yesterday. I am thinking it may be better for her immune system to clean his pacifiers another way.

I want to "star" this comment fifty times.

I also did not know she was still alive. I felt bad about that because it is actually my favorite book, although apparently there is something wrong with that? Fuck the article and all the commenters trying to make me feel bad about my taste in books.

You feel no need to grovel (understandable) but you do feel the need to continuously attack her memories of her wedding from eight years ago and repeatedly say she's full of shit (not understandable). What the hell? Should have stopped with the apology since you were so in the wrong in the first place, and maybe…