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yes, I know the difference medically, y'all, but language is flexible, and we have colloquially adopted vagina as a reference to the entire kit and caboodle (kitten caboodle? I never remember which one is right), much like how when I say penis, I generally mean "balls included" to refer to the whole entire unit. But

As a scientist I beg you to experiment. I am very curious. We discovered this totally by accident, in a tent on the side of a mountain while trapped in fog. Since then I have been keen to conduct properly controlled studies on a wider sample size, but the bf disagrees. Oddly. ;)

I like that Clooney laughed his ass off at it, as well.

Holy shit, that George Clooney joke was straight up brilliant.

I'm still smiling that Tina and my best friend Amy introduced George Clooney as Amal's husband - as well they damn should.

That'll teach all those naysayers who say vanilla means boring.

My current and one of my exes have these kinds of orgasms, but not through oral as you're describing. Idk for sure but I think you're right about the prostrate fluid.

I love traveling by myself. I do not make a lot of money, but I am a master of traveling on a budget. I go somewhere every year. Sometimes it's just going to a new city or two for a week and a half in the US, sometimes it's taking off for a few weeks and bopping around Europe. Once you are in Europe, it's pretty easy

Your compassion is an oasis in a desert of judgement. Some of these comments are pretty messed up. It is a terrifying experience. I was rushed to the ER in surprise labor in the middle of the night at 16. The whole thing was awful. I was treated like a liar and a moron by most of the staff. I could barely keep social

You would've been me! I've always been the opposite of a hypochondriac, assuring myself that whatever is going on will be fine and pass on its own. I was also 16 and didn't experience anything I recognized as pregnancy symptoms. My periods had always been weird, and I'd screwed them up even more with starvation and

I have a kid so sure I might not be able to go vagabond for a year but I regularly take trips solo. My husband takes off work and stays home & I go. Its the only way I can stay sane. If I didn't do this sometimes, I would probably eventually break and run away. I have moved around my whole life. My and my husband

I have spent unhealthy amounts of time fantasizing about Neverwhere, to the point that I had pretty much created my own version full of new characters, plotlines, and myself- only myself as I wished I could be. I have an uncanny ability to zone out, too—so I became a walking zombie, living in my Neverwhere fantasy

This exact thing happened with my grandmother and father; she didn't know she was pregnant until her water broke. Alarmed at having spontaneously "peed" herself, and then developing these horrible clenching pains that kept getting worse, she went to the hospital to discover she was expecting.

I travel often with my small human, sometimes just the two of us. I think it started as a way to challenge what I kept hearing what my life was going to be like as a mother. I didn't like what I was being fed.

I have travelled to 30 states and 15 countries, mostly solo. There have been maybe three incidents where I thought things might not go so well. It's all about paying attention to where you are, and getting the hell out of where you shouldn't be as soon as you recognize it.

I did something like this in my mid-20's. Was working a dead-end job, dating a series of dead-end guys, couldn't see a path to anything different. I saved every cent for 6 months (this was on minimum wage), sold everything I had of value (except for records and music gear, which I stashed with a friend), traded my car

The only lesson Sarai Sierra taught us is that sometimes terrible things happen. And if you get to the age of 20 without already knowing that, you're either strangely sheltered or strangely obtuse.

I often feel like I'd give ANYTHING to just drop off the grid and travel somewhere - anywhere - by myself and leave my family to wonder where I am. I know it's not realistic, and I know I'd never actually drop everything and disappear - I mean I have obligations just like everyone else - but I don't know if that

Kinda off-topic, but I saw a documentary on Bing Crosby the other night- his first wife was a big drinker, and if I didn't believe there was such a thing as Fetal Alcohol Syndrome before, I sure believed it when I saw their four sons, poor things.

I certainly didn't. I mean, she wasn't even wearing a hoodie.