I really hope that after you chipped my tooth you realized how terrible of a kisser you are, and also why this relationship is over. — Mistake From The Start
Love the Way We Bitch/Love
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Another car bitch
Once again, walking to work I was cut off in an intersection by someone speeding through in front of me. Had I not stopped walking through they would have hit me. I looked at their faces to see if they might have just missed my presence there, but there were staring right at me, laughing […]
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Ticket swap
I took my dad to get some blood work done this Saturday and it was a few hours wait. They serviced over 1,000 people, and my appreciation goes to the staff, who were very patient and understanding. However, the most thoughtful act came from a young blonde woman with a nose ring. After waiting for hours, […]
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Shitholes, slumlords and sickos, oh my!
Apartment hunting in this city is a mess! Reading ads on Kijiji, you can’t even rent a room in this city for under 600 bucks. Now these landlords are getting real choosy. Ads say, “students only,” “girls only,” etc. Sounds like a bunch of perverts. Why does it have to be a student? Students can’t […]
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Bathtub bitch
I‘d like to know what clinical moron invented the standard bathtub, which is a completely subpar invention for anyone above four feet tall who wasn’t born with a super-bendy gooseneck. Poured myself a hot bath to nurse my raging PMS cramps, but my knees, tits and most importantly my gut sticks out a foot above […]
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You and my Air Miles at the NSLC
I was in a rush last year and just wanted a bottle of wine for company coming, and you offered to let me put your purchase on my Air Miles card. You were so incredibly cute and my gaydar kind of went off. I still think of you and how cute and sweet you were. — […]
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When friendship turns to henshit
There’s a special place in hell for “friends” who date their friend’s exes without a care or a second thought. Apparently you’ve never heard of girl code. I guess loyalty is too much to expect in friendships of today’s climate, but would a little common consideration be too much to ask? There’s a whole city’s […]
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Watch out for that spider!
New dude on the scene got you interested? Seems to always be flirting with you without really saying anything? Got a sob story about why he’s here that seems too good to be true? Yeah, it is. Get the back story. His gender politics are shit, he’s really hurt a lot of people and just […]
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Bat signal
Hey Batman, was that you on the number 1 bus? I thought I caught your eye and I thought it was you but you turned away. It seemed like maybe you didn’t want to see me. I’ve looked for you, but you seem to be strangely invisible online. I should have talked to you even […]
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Where’s the support?
Just a general bitch about the “friends” that one seems to lose when they quit drinking. I decided to quit this past year because I felt it was really killing my health, my bank account and my emotional well being. I was able to do it, completely cold turkey after 15 years of hard drinking, […]
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Humaning
A dark 6am good morning. A shared smile over baby giggles. A held elevator on a busy day. A quick chat as two tails wag. Here’s to all the little things that connect us to strangers in this crazy world. — Stranger
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Halifax Transit
Why do you even have a schedule? It would be more accurate to just tell your customers, “Show up at the bus stop two hours before you need to be somewhere and we guarantee a 50 percent chance you’ll be on time. May the bus gods smile upon you.” — Cold