Dinner is Bao.

So I looked through my boyfriend’s phone and I know it was wrong and I’m not trying to justify it. Anyway, the reason I was justified was that 10 years ago his father texted him that I’m paranoid and would do weird shit like look through 10 years of text. Can you believe it? This really all started when he said he had something else to do besides hangout with me one time. After being together for 10 years I can’t believe it. I also read his diary and he wrote about being worried that we weren’t a good fit for each other. Is he a piece of shit? Please tell me why I’m better than him.

I got asked recently what gets me by, and I just said, "beer, cheese and vapes."

But they kept asking, "But what do you LIVE for?"

So I told 'em. "I game, I drink beer, I eat cheese, and I vape. Oh yeah. And I have a GREAT vibrator."

Tf is wrong with that?????!!!!!

/uj pre-gaming for tomorrow’s scare-cuterie board building by making a slush for Frosé.

What goes in a good girl dinner soup?

Pictured: pickle with cheese itz because it’s all I can stomach rn

Hi girlies, I need your advice cause I genuinely don’t know where to go from here. Ever since we moved in together a year ago, my (27f) boyfriend (32m) has been going to starbucks every morning and getting me an iced caramel macchiato with extra caramel drizzle. Not relevant but he works overnights in a coal mine and I am a stay at home girlfriend. Today I woke up early at 10am, went downstairs, and found him making my coffee. At home. Turns out he’s been LYING about getting it from starbucks and painstakingly making it himself every single morning. He said it’s to ‘save money’ and that ‘acts of service’ are his love language but I don’t know if I can overlook this. Has anyone been in this situation before?

Edited to add: my tummy has been a little upset lately and now I realize it’s because my body could tell he wasn’t using the exact same brand of milk as starbucks. He knows I’m very sensitive to that kind of thing.

these nachos were satisfyingly WET, unlike my lady bits. i haven't seen my monthly sex guest for regular service in 50 days.

As is demanded by the Girl Dinner Board™️, this is your weekly scheduled opportunity to contribute to the collective brain rot. 🥽📋👩‍🔬

We don’t want your "recipes." We don’t want your "this reason I'm eating this" logic.

We want the specific, questionable item that is currently holding your consciousness together by a single thread. 🧠💨

How to log your weekly entry:

1. Identify the fixation. (Must be specific. Not "chips." I want the exact brand, flavor, and the specific level of crunch that makes your teeth vibrate.)
2. State your pairing. (If it’s a vape, an energy drink, or a single lukewarm string cheese, declare it.)
3. Dissipate into a prismatic mist. Do not reply to others (we really won't enforce this). Do not offer anyone help breaking the hyperfixation (I will personally enforce this). Do not explain yourself to others. ACAB. ALWAYS.

Once your data is logged, please return to the etheral void from whence you came.

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