Huh. I always thought "witcho" was a preposition.

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Kanye's coming out of the back of Bloomingdale's—I know those cobble stones and cream doors anywhere. Not to mention the saleswoman in the background. It looks like Kim is on a completely different street, based on the sidewalk in her pic. Plus, the van is super close to the curb in Kim's photo, and it looks like…

Yes! I like shave a thin strip in the front, then glue the shavings to my butt. I call them ... buttonchops.

If you want me to watch it, call it Rill World and have it hosted by Courtney Stodden.

I will only accept this if they are forced to go through relationship counseling with Dr. Drew simultaneously.

Okay okay I'm done

So princessy

Elie Saab is AMAZING. This dress looks like it came straight out of his spring 2012 couture collection, which is one of my favorites.

I'd wear it as a pajama shirt during my heavy-flow days.

Idea: excellent

I think she wholeheartedly believes the hype surrounding her OWN daughter. She's all, "KIM KARDASHIAN KNOWS WHO I AM! SHE GAVE ME A SHOUT-OUT! SHE LIKES MEEEEE!"

I don't care about the food. I just want to watch you two joke around all day. Can't you just google hangout with us all the time?

Ah shit just read that you're only 23. Look, I've been in similar places to you. I don't want to read too much into your writing but you said "I'm so dumb". Makes me think maybe you feel dumb a lot? Or just in general not good enough? Like you're trying really hard and getting nothing from it? Girl you are TWENTY…

"Yer a wizard, 'elen."

I'd suggest finding a less sugary mixer to start with; soda water and a splash of citrus with bourbon might not be a bad start, depending on how you already feel about the taste of bourbon. Then just cut down on those gradually, you know, less soda water, less citrus, until it's just you, bourbon, and ice.

Yeah, the hair is dope. But I want this woman's pajamas!

My cat doesn't need to go to the effort of transmitting tuberculosis to me. He sits directly on my chest and sucks my soul out through my eyes. Much more efficient.