Tales from the Tracks

Whenever my ex gets angry at me, he threatens to dunk my toothbrush in the toilet. As cruel and disgusting as that sounds to most normal people, it is especially horrifying to me. I am a giant germophobe. I am neurotic about hygene and obsessive over cleanliness.
Tonight, while straightening my hair in the guest bath, [...]

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Wise words, indeed.
There is currently an image floating around the Internet which features that very slogan underneath a family photo of the rabbit - err, Duggar - family. It looks like one of those cheesy motivational posters, the ones telling you to “Succeed” or “Dream.” Except this one implores you not to pop kids out [...]

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It’s been a crazy couple of days here. Gavin is sick again and hasn’t been sleeping. And when Gavin isn’t sleeping, no one is. So, due to mental and physical exhaustion, I’m going to keep this one short. Very short.
During Sick Day #1, Gavin got into the markers when I wasn’t looking and decided to [...]

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