Tonight when I came home from doing laundry. there was a stag beetle turned upside down on my front steps, kicking his legs frantically
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I am a fat kid at heart. I'm curvy and pudgy and I'm learning how to appreciate that about myself. I'm fat-positive when it comes to other people, but less so when it comes to myself. (I think this is typical.)
This DISGUSTS me.Having eighteen kids is perfectly okay in my book. Having eighteen BIOLOGICAL kids? That makes you a nightmare. There are people in Haiti paying money for pies made of MUD (mixed with butter and sugar) because there's no food there, and these people have brought enough children into the world to necessitate the need for three
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