Well, that makes them like the edge of a freezie pop. Those are dangerous.
I don't think plastic would cut so well as it does in the article's video, but maybe it's not the only schematic.
Well, that makes them like the edge of a freezie pop. Those are dangerous.
I don't think plastic would cut so well as it does in the article's video, but maybe it's not the only schematic.
You don't think there's a market for gay guys? The backbone and indeed front bone of tinder?
book tubal ligation
Lol. Lmao. Just the rudest awakening not even 5hrs in.
I wish I could tell if this was fake. But I've worked in retail before
$5 will buy you the kind of lessons that will earn that reaction
Can't really offer you a depiction of muscle pain, but I was so confused by the last one I had to share it around. If the vet appointment I'd had that day hadn't been forcibly canceled, people would have thought I was being beat.
Like the other commenter said, I assure you, you are definitely going to enjoy the rest of your 30s
The mystery cut in the middle of my forehead has healed. My left shoulder seems to be in working order again. Before that it was the right one, which lingered for 2 days and did so loudly enough to dampen my mood for both of them.
Before that, I was bewildered to find the uncomfortably visible marks of a random handprint halfway up my forearm, and even more confused to see that the whole thing lined up perfectly with the fingers of my other hand. I had been gripping my own arm in my sleep hard enough to leave bruises.
Kind of excited to see what the next sleep injury is going to be.
It's not her bowl. She just turned into a bitch.
Ohhh man. This had me cackling. I mean, I feel bad for you, but it does speak to me in my soul.
The one I have now won't even eat off a plate unless it's wet food, where I'm guessing she's too excited to care about the peasant presentation.
I found out about the whisker thing and handed her fresh kibble that way just to see, and she wouldn't even touch it til I put it in her bowl for her.
It HAS to be in a bowl and it HAS to be full to overflowing, and she'd better not see any goddamn silver or she'll beat me with a coat hanger. And then the bottom goes stale because her whiskers.
Gonna say it's because conversations are supposed to be an equal back-and-forth and the internet makes me sad?
Imagine half your backyard being in another country. Do you think they still mow it?
Up to 80% of those on the schizophrenic spectrum suffer from insomnia.
While we are stereotyped as having a higher share of creatives, I wouldn't romanticize it — professional artists aren't actually any more likely than anyone else is to have a mental disorder, barring a small, weird uptick in bipolar as well as the schizotypal -siblings- of a schizophrenic. So there seems to be some sort of sweet spot, but it's so small it barely matters.
Anyone regularly up that late does have a higher chance of being some type of divergent, but lifelong suffering is not a requirement to make people create. Anyone can do that. The whole correlation/causation thing
When I get deeply emotionally attached to my data analyst, I might care if they're moonlighting on the side. Sex, work or not, is still an emotional topic for most of the human race and it's not new knowledge to anyone.
Enough that it would not naturally occur to me that "please do not engage in prostitution while we're together" needs to be said out loud. I will casually ask if you're monogamous and if you say yes, that's how monogamy works.
Even aside from that, yeah, tbh, I would consider it good form to let your partner know you're considering a new job regardless, just so they generally know what's going on. If you have to hide it, maybe something is wrong.