rhianna

Who is "from a poor country," also has a recording career, and had overnight success at age 19?

its zayn.

I also re-entered in my 30's. Went to a bar, talked to the prettiest girl there. It's now been 8 years of crazy fun.

I haven't tried the glitter mani yet because I am displeased with my selection of glitter polish, but I just got some nail art stickers (tape? Whatever they're called) and tried a half moon manicure. I wish the lighting and coloring was better in the picture so you could see how neon the pink and orange is, but here…

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

Yeah, that's realistic advice:

I was a nanny in college for two elementary aged kids. I was in the process of moving and had cleared it with the parents that I'd take the kids on some necessary moving-related errands and out to lunch in the city. The younger kid had a thing for sticks and had chosen one to take on our car ride. On our way back to…

I was exactly this kind of child. I threw a tantrum at Disney world because (and even i'm embarrassed by this one) my family stayed for the lights parade instead of rushing back to our hotel room to catch a television show I watched every week. And yes, I was well past normal tantrum age.

This did not happen to me, but a friend of mine when we were on the same carrier. We basically get back to our home port after a deployment. He is married with a two year old son and a one year old daughter.

I THOUGHT I DIDNT HAVE A STORY FOR THIS WEEK AND THEN REMEMBERED THAT MY BEST FRIEND AND I BECAME BECAUSE WE DISCOVERED THE SAME GUY WAS PLAYING US. I only remembered because I started this comment..

This is a dude's fantasy and not a real story.

After a romantic date with a guy I had been seeing for a few months (where we agreed to become "boyfriend/girlfriend") we went back to my place for an extra steamy and romantic night of passion.

Even easier: move the decimal point, multiply by two.

Ughhhh I did NOT see the emotional meltdown prompt, is it too late to jump in on THAT one? Because once I started BAWLING when I was talking to Rapunzel in Disneyland and Flynn had to calm me down and I was twenty fucking five.

Sorry ladies. I win this one.

My husband (now ex, because naturally) and I were in couple's therapy for months and months…sessions where he cried and swore in front of god and everybody that he wanted to make our marriage work, that I was the most important thing to him in life, etc., etc. I believed him, the therapist believed him. Oscar-caliber…

Oh you guys. I dated a narcissist for a million years and this was definitely the worst day ever. We had a long distance thing and it had gone from "crazy fun casual" to "super romance sweeping off feet" over a few months. I was flying out to see him every school break, I was so so so IN LOVE.

My mom was trying to get back in shape after her 4th kid by walking around the neighborhood. She repeatedly saw the same woman walking at the same time as her and so they eventually started up a conversation and became walking buddies. They both talked about their husband and boyfriend, thinking nothing of them…

I received this text from my boyfriend at the time: