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I just do not understand how other people cannot see the evidence. I mean, here’s the thing: I’m white, it does not happen to me. But I can see evidence of it constantly happening to other people. These people are almost always black. Therefore logic stands to reason that their being black has something to do with why

Singer-songwriter Joni Mitchell "awake and in good spirits" in LA hospital intensive care unit, her agent tweets - @BBCBreaking

I always think I look worse in pictures than I do in person, which leads to major camera-avoidance.

My wedding dress had very thin little straps on the shoulders. While greeting guests in the receiving line, I went to give an old friend a hug and felt something snap. I looked down and my strap had broken off and I was about a second away from a nip slip. Thankfully I noticed it immediately and was able to hold my

I agree. It doesn't matter whether a pregnancy is planned or unplanned, what matters is what you do AFTER you have the kid. As long a child grows up in a loving family with parents who really, truly care about their well-being (which is different for everyone), that's all that matters in my mind.

I was totally an accident. My mom was in the process of divorcing from an unhappy marriage when she was pregnant with me—I mean, she fled while pregnant with me. My biodad wouldn’t acknowledge that I was his child. I think she even thought about terminating the pregnancy.

It took us 8 years to have our son (and have gone on to have 2 wonderful daughters with zero effort, the last being a total accident, go figure). I wanted him more than I’ve ever wanted anything. And even with all of that, after the initial elation at the positive pregnancy test I was like OMFG WHAT HAVE WE DONE???!?!!

My son was a surprise; not a huge one, but a surprise. My reaction was... Complicated. My husband’s sort of perfectly captured the tone.

we were actively trying! and when i found out i was pregnant, i was catatonic with fear, overcome with anxiety and had to sit down because i thought i was going to pass out. did i mention we were trying to have one of these things?

I HATE registries. Being a WASP, I was strong-armed into one, and now my parents' basement is full of things I have no room for in my 700 sq ft 1 bedroom apartment. It was even more infuriating because at the time, my husband and I were both residents and had so little money we had to use our change jar to buy food.

Exactly. I *love* going down on my partner and would do it for my own pleasure even if she didn't get off on it. My partner is not particularly fond of giving head and, while I enjoy it, I don't need it.. While she still indulges now and again if we're both in the mood for it this arrangement would work fine for us

I will never understand NOT wearing a condom. Like zero downsides if you're not allergic to latex... dude lasts longer, some come with special stuff on them for the ladies, much lower chance of STDs, lower chance of babies.... In my last relationship my GF was amazed I always seemed to whip out a condom. Me: Do you

My brother and his (then) wife were already in town for our wedding. They were staying in the same hotel as my parents and my sister and all the other wedding guests. Come the wedding, though, they were a no-show and had checked out of the hotel. Asked for an explanation, he said "I forgot where the wedding was taking

What I find funny about the "advice" given by many above is that it assumes that a person with whom you have a close enough connection to care about how you broach this subject is unable to discern when you are completely full of shit.

But, that's dishonest. Presumably you liked your ex, at least at first, and thought she was cool and attractive and all that. When you pretend that's not true, you're establishing that what you say to your girlfriend is a filtered and spun version of the truth, because she knows better than to think you dated someone

first of all: stop saying "my piece"; you sound like an idiot.

Husband and I secretly eloped in Key West, came back with fancy new rings and coordinates of the beach we got hitched on.

This is what I do, and round up. There is zero excuse, even if you have to use an app to do it and create unnecessary work to save that precious 20 cents. Seriously, people, round up. I tip on takeout (EL HORROR!!!!!) and if it comes to $18.50, it's going up to $20 because I can keep that figure in my head and

You fuckers better not vote for babies :/