Don't listen to the haters. Keep digging and compiling, I beg of you, please. I am emotionally invested in this and I need updates. I need a support group.
Stars! Can't they all just get along?
I feel like I'm back in high school. Where is the slam book? Did Solange demand the other half of her friendship mizpah back from Beyoncé? Who will have to move to another lunch table?
Stars! They hate their in-laws! They're just like us!
Here, for you:
Isn't that a summary of the entire internet though?!
This always happens to "developed" girls. Which is awful, in that the way your body exists is not necessarily within one's control.
I'm | too sexy for the dance | too sexy for the Dads | too sexy for the lads
Yes. Every. Single. Topic.
My "little" brother and I have beat up on each other since we were small. I'm still small, but he's become a giant (he's got about 7", maybe 100 lbs on me) , so if I playfully jab at him, he doesn't even feel it. When he punches me back, that shit hurts.
I really don't think it matters if she was drunk (nor do I think it matters if your sister was drunk) physical violence is never, ever ok. If the gender roles were reversed no one would ever take anything like "He was just drunk, he gets like that sometimes." as an acceptable excuse.
Rampant speculation aside....
No, he promised not to kill the next one.
The wood splitter, or the body spray?
I'm a mom, and not a hipster or someone who finds safety in cynicism, and I think this holiday is ridiculous. Did I accept my day to sleep in and my excellently rendered picture of a...something colorful and my industrial-sized jar of Nutella? Yes, because I'm not an ingrate. But I'll never begrudge anyone who doesn't…
I'm sorry I worried you! I never noticed that the phrase could be interpreted that way. (I didn't come up with it, by the way; it's something I've heard other people say.)
Hi Jezzies. I've asked a question like this on an open thread before, so feel free to ignore me. I was wondering whether anyone has advice for how to deal with what I like to call "skin hunger." I'm not exactly lonely; I have plenty of wonderful friends that I spend time with. It's just that I have a deep longing…
"She opened her top and showed them her boobs, which Jennifer says were completely covered in 'the most beautiful angels and beautiful butterflies and baskets of flowers in pastel-colored tattoos.'"