facebook posts/tweets from people from your hometown

[Mrs. Gooch]

But what were the 8 comments?

Various birth control options (fyi she's only on the pill to regulate anyway)

Tell her to just skip the placebo week if she wants to alter her schedule.

[nicname]

I'm glad they didn't have cameras up at Pillsbury about 10 years ago.

[Emo EMAW]

Awwwww I known right ziiiiiiiiip!

[mhkpasa]

 

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[catastrophe]

[mocat]

Good idea, terrible execution

[Cartierfor3]

Someone just blew a shofar outside of my office and I think I died. You can't just sneak up on a Presbyterian and do stuff like that!!!! We need a warning!!!!

[steve dave]

I have no idea what that means but still love it (unless it's some stupid movie quote)

[steve dave]

[meow meow]

i think if he waits long enough, Lori comes crawling back to him

[Mrs. Gooch]

Is that a status or a private message to Steve Dave?

[420seriouscat69]

[420seriouscat69]

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[Gooch]

I should fake on of these to keep children away from my house on Halloween.

[star seed 7]

Use your roommate's name, obviously

[Tobias]

that's brilliant

[Gooch]

Nah. I'm ok with the neighbors thinking I'm a sex offender. Should keep them away too.

[Tobias]

basically no negative consequences iyam

[yoga-like_abana]

that's why dad named you joe dirt

[Mrs. Gooch]

Use your roommate's name, obviously

[Tobias]

embrace it, MG

[puniraptor]

 

[SdK]

Were there any good commentsm

[Mikeyis4dcats]

Distant family friend. Took selfie of herself after crying

This is the face of grief. It's an unfiltered, unposed reality. It's a photo of me, after a really bad bout of grief last night. I took it and am posting it, not so you can feel bad for me, but so you can see the real face of immeasurable loss. I took it and share it, only so you can see it in others, recognize it and help them.
Pain is harsh. It is ugly. It is real. It is in us all, and it is all around us. Pay attention. See the tears that wash the mascara away, at the end of each day. See the face, without the gorgeous filters. See the deep pain, passing itself off with flashing smiles and putting itself back together, every morning, as it faces yet another, long day. See the dark etching that agony has done, under the eyes and through the skin. See the blood drained, from mouths that are exhausted from forcing fake happy all day.
See it and don't turn it away.

what was the trigger?  I mean I've been through close suicides, losing a child, etc., but I can't ever imagine posting something like that.

[Shooter Jones]

Were there any good commentsm

I imagine a comment or reply to a comment with "this is to good, your a idiot."