thesecondmrsdewinter
TheSecondMrsdeWinter
thesecondmrsdewinter

“I have to tell ya–eight years of one demographically symbolic president is enough”

Whether it was a man or a woman doing this, it’s incredibly unfair to the children.

“The female bod” didn't exactly make this one happen by itself. I hope everyone comes out of this reasonably healthy and well. Feminism shouldn't mean we have to applaud medically risky choices.

Haha, I feel your pain!! Couches are just so damn cozy.

Ah, sorry, I didn’t finish the story because I thought it was too long already! When my mom picked me up she drove me to my dad’s apartment (she was NOT thrilled about it). At this point I had basically accepted that he was probably dead. He was not dead, he was perfectly fine, but apparently he updated his phone and

Replace dad with mom and add in mom not being able to come pick you up because she got arrested for DWI and also add in that it’s snowing. I wound up walking home (6 miles) in my light jacket (it’s hot inside the gym) and nearly got hit by a plow while I was on the shoulder of the highway. Such a FML moment. My bro

Like most people, I was an gangly teen- all pimples and limbs and braces. I had a huge, super nerd-girl crush on someone I’ll call Joe. Joe was a year older than me even though he was in the same grade, and had bit puberty sooner as a consequence, so was more man-than-boy shaped. Ravelston likied.

One look at time on

You should friend her on facebook, work yourself into her life, and slowly destroy her.

Ohmygod I have one like that too! Walking down the hallway with a new kid, chatting and getting along awesome when one of the popular girls took his arm and lead him away from me. As they left I heard her say “ew, you don’t want to talk to HER, trust me.”

Oh, sweetheart...

I was such an outcast in middle school, but managed to be somewhat normal my 8th grade year. The first dance of the year was happening, and my friends all wanted me to go with them. My mother agreed to drive me and pick me up. I told her that I would meet her in the parking lot at 9pm, and under no circumstances was

I’ll Debbie Downer this competition real fast.

We used to have middle school dances that began promptly at 7pm and ended at exactly 10pm. They were awkward as all hell and parents would be lined up by 9:45 to rescue their 13-year-olds from another second of grinding. The night had gone pretty well for me—got there an appropriate 15 minutes late, slobbered all over

My most embarassing moment was the Project Graduation. I was so pissed at everyone, that I sulked throughout the entire day, because here was a bunch of people who had made high school a living hell for me, and now they were all of a sudden being nice to me. I didn’t speak to anyone, I didn’t eat anything with anyone,

“ awkward boners . “

In college I lived in a shitty apartment with a roommate who regularly forgot to lock the door. I woke up one night and half-asleep watched a tall silhouette of a man first open the door to my room to make sure I was sleeping, then walk around and look at the stuff on my dresser. It took me a few seconds for my brain

I agree. That’s why I can’t bring myself to listen to it. If Sandra Bullock’s okayed the release of the tape, that’s another story but something tells me that’s not the case.

thanks!

I hate when 911 calls get posted on the news and stuff. Why are they being posted as entertainment? As something funny? She’s legitimately terrified. Someone is in her home who could harm her. They should be private calls, not up for public consumption, especially if you’re a celebrity. I don’t get it. It seems like a

*presses play*