taryn1245
taryn1245
taryn1245

As a comment I read on Gawker forever ago said so painfully accurately, if the most interesting thing about you is your drug problem, you are really fucking boring.

This seems uncalled for. I had an image like this of the perfect guy when I was in college. It was just as unrealistic and fantastical as this one. I bet a lot of women did. We are all affected by music, film and television when it comes to attraction and what we look for in a mate, sometimes to ridiculous affect.

I did too. It was all fun and games until he used an iPad to take a selfie. I just, can't...I realize they have cameras, but the dude clearly has a camera phone.

And this.

Check this shit out:

I think I actually felt my heart break in two when I read your comment. I don't want to say anything stupid, which I often do. So, I'll just say that I have a deep respect for you and that I wish for many good things to happen in your life.

Even better: roast big chunks of cauliflower. After washing it, cut into half or 3/4 inch slices, all the way across. Put on a baking sheet, brush with olive oil, salt it, maybe some paprika. Roast on 400ish until done. If you take it out early, it's lovely and crunchy. If you leave it in longer it caramelizes. Makes

I can't speak to everywhere in the world, but for me, I very thoroughly research priceline bids in the area(s) I'm visiting.

The guidelines excerpted here sound like strategies to employ while you're wrecking rather than the course of normal driving. I've always done 9 and 3 because 10 and 2 isn't comfortable, but if I get to the point of airbag deployment, I'm taking my cue from autoracing, getting my hands off the wheel, and crossing my