young, broke, and hot shit. all are welcome here except sanctimonious assholes and people who liked The Fountainhead. regular assholes are allowed.
Am I officially a stay-at-home wife?
Remember how, a few weeks ago, my cousin texted me FOUR HOURS before my wedding reception and was like “my dad decided to leave the country yesterday, can I bring this other person in his place?” And I was like hell no who the balls is this person anyway?
Asked my mother the other day. Apparently it’s my cousin’s boyfriend that she doesn’t acknowledge as her boyfriend? YOU DO NOT GET TO HAVE A SECRET BOYFRIEND AND ALSO EXPECT HIM TO BE INVITED TO FAMILY FUNCTIONS. THAT IS NOT HOW SECRET WORKS.
Also you’re over 30, so wtf are you doing with a *secret* boyfriend? This is not a Gaston Leroux novel, this is Real Life.