dreading the day, to be honest. i get much less stress as a student. .... and the amount is already enough to be killing me, i am reallllly afraid of what the actual work might bring. :/

it's even worse when you're the one emotinally stable, supportive friend. when you're having a bad day, nobody is willing to put up with your "mood" AND everyone is still dumping their personal petty drama on you even though you have no capacity to handle it.
...meaning you need to a) care more for self and less for unstable idiots and b) tell the aforementioned unstable idiots where they can get psychotheraphy they clearly need.

it's also necessary to have other people because humans are sociable animals, basically, and do not do well on their own. we need interpersonal interactions and also physical touch of other people, that's just how it is, i dont make the rules.
it is aLSO true that nowadays everything is a lot more individualised than it used to be simply because we've got too much of everything and odn't need anyone to help us acquire things or help us do things.
we are lonelier, on average, i think.

i'm the second. i realise people tend to useme for it but i just canny fucking stand waiting about for other (cowards) to gather enough courage to do the job and ask a perfectly innocent question or knock on a door.

dating /is/ hard for women. you never know which of those five thousand are creeps, emotionally unstable, clingy, rapists or plain ol' axe murderers. just the process of weeding out idiots takes fucking ages, not to mention it's really far from foolproof. still, you have to do it and hurry, perhaps settle for lesser things in the process because the clock is ticking and your eggs are dying. meanwhile men your age enjoy the nice life of making up an unrealistic ideal woman, writing moaning posts on social media about being friendzoned and having casual, free-from-crippling-fear-of-getting-pregnant sex.
eventually women settle with the slightly older and slightly fatter kinda okay guy who at the very least isn't a serial murderer, have babies and start sprouting regrets.
men, on the other side, have by now probably somehow built a career, the stupid ones took longer but by the time they're 45, they're prolly doing okay so they marry the hot young 20-something and start reproducing.

the MOST fabulous!!!

you could help your friend out with that before, also.... !!

congratulations! (also, looking good! love the hair!)

...which is a bonus because that island is sorrounded with many metric tons of cold saltwater, a wonderful thing to have sitting between oneself and the awful orange buffoon you call president.

allow me to point our that men (also) have very obvious and laughable double standards: they shame women with fake eyelashes, boob jobs etc AND deem flat-chested women who don't wear makeup ugly.
#what#do#men#want #(besides anime cat-girls which is a totally the most realistic concept ever)

sugar free candy usually means the sugar is substituted, at least in part, with sorbitol which is a, surprise surprise, laxative. quite potent, actually. chewing a whole pack of gum, say 10 pieces, in a day, will grant you a diarrhorea.

britney, always britney!!!

that looks disturbingly mid-pubescent jesus christ

it's november. p l e a s e

*stares intentily* ... yea no, nope, i don't see it, sorry.

i love it how the whole thing just keeps reastablishing how absolutely abnormally odd it was for that girl to stick to her decision to donate. i'm like.. y'all bitches just couldn't believe she'd do it? even after she'd done it, did you still go like 'hey miles you didn't just donate a piece of your liver to our kid did you?'. it comes off utterly condescending.

is it made out of a snake?