Did we watch the same show?

yep.

Hey, I wish it worked like that too. If Nazis were open to hug therapy, they might just not be Nazis at all.

If not cheating on your partner in a monogamous relationship meets your definition of sainthood you’ve set the bar pretty low.

I hear somewhere that “if someone comes to you asking for advice, they usually just want you to confirm what they’re already planning to do.” That’s a paraphrase.. but when I read advice columns, I always have that on my mind.

That guy is a literal saint. I wish I was that decent.

Free speech! Free speech! They were attacked by the violent left for expressing their first amendment right and were forced to defend themselves. The left always resorts to shutting down speech instead of engaging and debating, and you know the rest. I’m sure that’s how it will be spun. Because their incendiary…

It was very tough but the best thing I could have done. Im still struggling with the idea he wont be in life anymore but I know it is for the best. I found out after I broke things off last week that everyone in my life felt the same way about him. “He is a good guy but he is just treating you like shit and takes…

oh yeah, that is DEFINITELY the ONLY reason I left him. It wasn’t because I work a full time job, a part time job, and go to school while he worked 15 hours a week and spent the rest of the time playing video games. And it is definitely not because he lied to me repeatedly about dumb stuff. Nor was it because I bought…

No kids should equal no judgement. Come back when you have two under-fives at your own staff picnic.

You must have been the kid in elementary school who always brought veggie platters to the Halloween party. Not because your mother made you, but you thought it would be ‘cool’.

I think we should be clear that there are addictions of all kinds, and sex is one of them, and there are legitimate sufferers.

For years, it was him who sent fake stories aka gossips to tabloids, maybe it’s time for him.

Uh... because they really really happened, totes obvs.

(Also no day is a bad day if it starts with sex).

Could be other patients.

I’m at work on my computer.

I rely on one song to be my psych-up music before job interviews: the theme from the 2011 video game Skyrim. The only place I’ve found the right version of this song is on YouTube—the midi and orchestral arrangements just don’t cut it.

Can we stop being amazed by corporate Twitters already? Millenials break free of Madison Avenue’s influence, only to be gulled by its stupider, cheaper Internet analogue.