Same. First thought as soon as I saw Grace’s picture. She looks just like one of the exciting new faces I saw at lunchtime during the first few weeks of high school. I would have never thought, “Hey, what if she goes home and gets raped and murdered by her own family?”

I’d suggest self-hypnosis videos on YouTube. Those always make me feel like things are going to be alright, at least for a couple of minutes. I suggest listening at night- not when you have something you need to do later, because you’re just going to want to sleep afterwards.

“A 15 year old can”

I think the nightmare of losing one’s mother is just an ongoing years-long nightmare that various other nightmares spring from. I don’t know if I’llever “roll with things” so much as “try to become as functional an adult as possible given the fact that my soul was ripped from by body and stamped upon multiple times…

I actually wanted to be in pageants when I was a kid. When that We TV show “Little Miss Perfect” came out, I would put on my old holiday dresses and act out the routines in my living room.

12 year olds haven’t connected the dots about “kissy-kissy time”?

You just made me flash back to my trip to Disney World nine years ago. Every night, I overheard my parents whispering to each other in bed. I tried to stay up and eavesdrop because their conversations were intriguing and I wanted to know what they talked about when they thought I wasn’t listening. I do remember some…

The story you just described is my nightmare. Thank you very much for the thought of my dad dating again, coupled with the thought of us TALKING ABOUT HIS SEX LIFE. No, really.

The story you just described is my nightmare. Thank you very much for the thought of my dad dating again, coupled with the thought of us TALKING ABOUT HIS SEX LIFE. No, really.

Thanks for that thought experiment. I now have yet another humiliation to look forward to during my wild & crazy college days (that won’t happen, because I live my life in social isolation). Going to the corner store to buy some brain bleach brb

the bigots and racists that would have happily beat their grandparents them.

My heart dropped. Same.

Slightly OT: There is a small subset of black women on YouTube and other social media platforms who ardently defend Omarosa and some even openly welcome the rise of Donald Trump.

Uh, did you just compare this former American Idol contestant being referred to as “that white boy” to a black person being called the fucking N-word??? You don’t understand the difference?

What the fuck does “you people” mean? Might want to check your own -isms (accompanied by a shitload of assumptions) there, eh?

I’m currently taking AP US History. The way that book describes things is... intriguing, but half the time I’m just like “These notes are for a quiz tomorrow and it’s 10:30; can you direct me to the goddamn point already?”

But, I mean... if someone buys a set of white sheets from a linen store, are you going to assume that they’re a KKK member, or suppose that they bought the sheets to put on their bed like a normal person?

LMAO. That’s eaxctly what I was thinking. Who TF has $1,000 to spend on overpriced makeup? Usually I buy the drugstore/beauty supply brands or I go to Ricky’s NYC- and at Ricky’s I continuously have panic attacks upon realizing they want me to pay $30 (aka three or four lunches) for a lip scrub or $45 (aka 2-3 pairs…

Seeing all those people having fun in Times Square just makes me turn up way too hard to drink champagne at home :/

I’m staying overnight at my uncle’s house in Jersey. I’m going to get overly dressed up, be a sleepy drunk (assuming the adults in the room don’t get pearl-clutchy about me drinking like they did at the family barbecue a few months ago- hello, you made me a Pina Colada at Thanksgiving when I was 14, why are you just…