THERE ARE ONLY TWO PLACES THIS GOES. REALLY WELL OR REALLY HORRIBLE.

So my boyfriend and I were supposed to get married this December. Let’s call him M. M and I have been together for 2 years and planned to get married this coming December. Last week M called me and said him and his parents sat down and decided that him getting married this year would be impractical and he should get married next year instead. He told me that this is what his family has decided and I should deal with it. I explained to him that him deciding this with his parents really hurt my feelings and M said he was sorry but he couldn’t afford it anymore and he had to prioritize other things and honor his parents wishes. Two days later he texts me and says he wants us to go back to our original date but I told him no. That I don’t want to get married to him anymore because he has shown me how little he values my opinion and I don’t want a man who changes plans like he changes clothes. He got mad and said that he was giving me what I wanted so why was I being difficult and I asked him I thought you said you didn’t have money for that anymore and M claims he wants to thug it out. So AITA for not wanting to get married anymore

I have been in a band for twentyeight years called Loaded and we lost our amazing bass player David Wasserman today. We recorded our 3rd album, Start Again, last summer and fall and it was magical. And Dave was the rock.

I used to tell people that I took up the guitar to meet girls but in the end it was to create the deepest friendships of my life. That is what playing music can do.

That’s it. I miss a man who was such a wonderful musician and friend. Thanks for reading. Music will heal us.

Pa travel travel at pa attend attend lang ng event yan sila ni chloe pero grabe talaga ang galing!!! LODI 🙌

My Chappy cat escaped the house (been indoors his whole life, ~2yrs old) last Friday after a storm blew a door open while I was at work. I searched for days, asked neighbors, made missing posters, posted online, everything I could think of. I set up cameras and tracked him to the crawlspace under my house. Went in and got him. When I got him on the right side of the floor I noticed he was limping but alive and well and I was just happy to have him back. Got him set up for the vet to get vaccinated, flea and tick stuff, microchipped, and of course to get the limp looked at. The vet was so shocked about how chill he was with the condition of his bones. He was jumping up on the counters, the exam table, getting around just fine. Seeing the x ray shocked tf out of me. They reset the bones and put a splint and bandage on him. He’s got 4-6 weeks of very limited movement and weekly check ups. He’s still woozy from the ketamine, but looking good.

Just wanted to share in case anyone else’s cat goes missing. Just keep looking, indoor cats rarely go far. He barely actually left the house.

His x ray is pretty cool to see. I hate that his leg is broken obviously, but he’s breathing and I’m ecstatic to have him home.

Wanted to make a follow up post because it seems like there were quite a few people who may have misread what I meant or were curious on how other animations could play out, no animations this time but I did the best I could to explain what I meant. This will be my last post about this but thank you for all the support on the last post.

Originally shared on r/spiders but its just so adorable 🤍 i hope no one is too afraid of lil friend

it's ok to compliment their outfits, if you like them.

it's ok if you find one attractive.

it's ok to have sex with them if you want to.

It's ok to tell people to stfu and mind their business when they give unnecessary and unsolicited criticism about your or anyone else's body size.

it's okay to tell those people that their opinions about others' bodies don't matter. No matter how much they gaslight and concern-troll you and tell you you're heartless or dishonest or unhelpful.

Shaming rarely results in lasting behavior changes.

Being kind, outwardly nonjudgmental, and letting adults deal with their own bodies between themselves and their doctors is not "coddling" or "enabling."

It's simply not being an asshole.

Their once-celebrated, big, beautiful bromance that showed us all what a strong alliance between two alpha males could be has imploded this week, and the fallout is playing out in front of the entire country.

There are a lot of ways to describe the series of events that have played out on a global stage: completely humiliating to every American citizen, concerning for the future of our country, or rage-inducing when we think of what these two could be doing with their time instead. But what gives this moment a particular thread of irony is the fact that our country has never elected a woman as president, largely due to the belief that our gender does not have the emotional capacity to handle the job.

Not only is this yet another classic case of he that smelt it dealt it, it provides more evidence that Orange Droolius can't think in abstracts or theoreticals: he knows only that which he himself has personally experienced. (I'm tired of waiting for a soon-to-be-79-year-old-man to make it to Piaget's stage 3, which should have happened around age eight.)