I did! But it was way after the deadline closed so I figured I’d repost.

I swear I’ve read this one before- did you post it last year by chance?

Time is a mother fucker to us all, but Gwen will always be my teenage idol.

“Dear HR. Sarah continues to keep eating healthy at work. She always consumes protein and vegetables for lunch. She’s really in shape and looks good and is happy and I hate it. Please fire her. I’m not at all a bitch. Thanks, First time caller.”

Please go for it and report back to us on how well that one works out?

I’ve always wanted to have smelly food day at work as a protest. Microwave salmon, burn coffee, burn popcorn.

A really close friend of mine (call her S) had something similar happen. She flew to Vegas on a short vacation with her girlfriends this past spring, when she visited a medium.

Some of us are “some people”. Congrats on being privileged and rich enough not to have to give any fucks about society, though. That must be sweet.

It is super telling about every single one of your privileges that you brush off his dangerous racism, misogyny, ableism, Islamophobia, xenophobia, love for murderous tyrants, and ignorance with a mere “...worse for some people, but calm your little heads”. Seriously? Get stuffed.

This isn’t my story, personally, but it’s one that has kicked around my family for so long that it definitely feels like it’s mine. It’s been told and re-told, but I do think that the central details are very solid.

Yikes, sorry for your loss but at the same time....

It’s the most wonderful time of the year! I have many paranormal stories but here’s one.

Currently snorting my birth control off of the back of a bar toilet while googling clinics that perform hysterectomies on otherwise healthy 30-year-olds.

Nah, it IS easy, we just make it complicated because we start from the position that everyone’s beliefs are inherently worthy of being respected.

They aren’t. I don’t care if that makes me sound uncaring. But it’s the 21st goddamn century and this superstitious bullshit and the kowtowing we do for it has got to fucking…

The non-supernatural stories are the woorst.

Me right now

This didn’t happen to me.

I live alone.

Nikki’s music celebrates nothing but a woman’s fat ass. Glorifying a slim body, or a curvy one, you’re still compartmentalizing woman. Nikki GTFO your high horse. Your music is nothing but “look at my fat ass” and is no more meaningful than any of Taylor’s tripe.

Gross explanation by medical student: