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The sad thing is that Lawrence is the liberal bastion if Kansas. The town itself is very hippie-dippie and was founded to establish Kansas as a free state stronghold in response to the Missouri Compromise. The town was burned by confederates on more than one occasion and had always clung to that history. I really hope

Out of all the addictive substances in the world that I’ve done, and for the fact that alchoholism runs in my family... coke is the only drug I would ever see myself having a serious problem with. It’s just too fun when you do it. If only you never had to come down or cater to any type of menial responsibility ever.

“Is this a funny joke for real? Or am I just rich?” See? That was funny.

“I don’t know what to do or which steps to take, but I’m so fucking tired.”

I want to cry right here at my desk because this popped up on my facebook feed right exactly when I needed it. It was just this morning, on my commute to work, looking for AA meetings in my neighborhood. There is historical alcoholism in my family, but I always thought if I just acknowledged that and thought that it

Underpromising and overperforming is a seriously underrated skill. And you are right, people have A LOT of opinions about your drinking. I know people who would probably never consider me an alcoholic, simply because I didn’t drink as much as they could/would/do. But alcoholism is one of those things that is so

I had a habit as a young drunk woman where I would “take breaks” from drinking. They were normally a few days or a week, the longest was a month. No one ever questioned them, everyone around me understood the “I am taking a break to give me body a rest” reason. Some people also assumed I was taking a break because I

Looks younger and might be stitched together?

Hello, my name is April, I’m 27 years old and still stanning for Britney Spears. It has changed in recent years, I’ve been stanning hard for Lana Del Rey. Though I can say, since I turned 27 on April 13th of this year, the Instagram “YASSS QUEEN” posts have dwindled significantly.

It will. It really will.

Same here. I miss pre-Instagram models. I think those who followed fashion around the mid to late 00's had the last wave of supermodels whose social media pull didn’t matter.

Ugh, I missed my chance with Colin about four or five years ago. He was at Starbucks in the Valley of all places. I sit down with my coffee and book, which I was really fuckin into apparently, ‘cause Colin came up asking me how I was doing and I said “very well and you?” And didn't wait for a reply and proceeded to

I had a brief FWB who’s a video game nerd extraordinaire and, let me tell you, they know what they’re doing too. I was super surprised.

My dad died on March 16. Someday’s are fine, others, like today, I haven’t left my pajamas and I haven’t showered since wednesday. I need to wash my bedspread and some clothes, but even going to the laundromat seems to be too much.

Ooookaayyyyy, but when do they start voting each other out, or whatever? How often do they get Tyra mail? Is there a Confessional?

It was actually visually stunning to me. It was reminiscent of Godard’s Le Mepris. And, yes, while it was a vanity project, the cinematography and scenery and aesthetic were all very lovely.

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So, I guess when deadlines are approaching time isn’t a flat circle.

That is actually really sweet.

When I was a kid, my mom had a severe ulcer and was trying to make it to the bathroom, but couldn't make it from her room to the bathroom. So my brother and I called 911 to come get her. She made a speedy recovery and was released to come home a week later. The night she got home, I snuck the house phone in my room to