Awww, it’s sweet that you think that.

You really should look for a job away from City Hall/Cook County Building.

Not necessarily the same result. Sometimes it means you avoid being re-traumatized by poorly trained police officers.

Yeah, it’s the kind of thing you would hope a lawyer would make sure to get right, especially in a filing that so many reporters will pour over. I imagine much commentary on the quality of this complaint will follow.

She took her friend - a sex therapist - to see Rose.

I wish I could say this was uncommon. But growing up in fundamentalism, we were taught that the only acceptable emotion was happy and blessed. You weren’t allowed to be angry or sad or disappointed. I wasn’t in a cult like this (Thank the Lord,) but what I was taught wasn’t so different. I actually had to learn how to…

“They always got 15-minute, one-on-one sessions with their mom every week. That was the time to share their feelings, but other than that they had to keep their feelings to themselves.”

Hearing about the way her parents raised their children makes me very sad.

that their constant and gross misuse of “shade” was conscious and not simply the end result of E! being a company comprised of trend-chasing robots who haven’t been rebooted in four years.

For those that don't know, normally, it is the men that carry the coffin(s) and they are also closest to the coffin, so for these women to do so, is a major act of defiance and protest.

this was one of my favorite things about this horrible situation.

My own maternal grandmother does it to me! THE WOMAN HAS LITERALLY KNOWN ME FOR MY ENTIRE LIFE and pretends she can't spell my name.

True story: I was once catcalled by a toddler, so every once in a while they are actually flirting.

"From the woman who loved you first."

It is creepy and gross and weird. I have a friend with a 6 month old who posted something about her son being her valentines day date and watch out ladies and blah blah blah. Unfollowed immediately.

Moms who get all creepy possessive over their sons is just fucking weird and strikes me as some reverse Oedipus complex where the Mom isn't getting enough romantic attention from the kid's father/her husband/or other romantic partner so is trying to get it from her kid. This Mom is like metaphorically pissing all over…

STRONG agree.

On what fucking planet would Tyga be on Truffle Butter? Like, I can't even name a Tyga song off the top of my head. Wayne sure as hell isn't bringing him with him when he leaves Cash Money— quit trying to be famous by association with people aren't associating with you, stick with Kardazian fame, boy.