They’re vloggers - so basically their whole life is on the internet. I’ve been talking alot this week about how I’m happy to see an open conversation about miscarriage happening in the public - would you say that a vlogger talking about cancer or another medical condition was too personal?

I work with a guy who eats out someone before he comes to work, & doesn't brush his teeth.

I mean GOOD FOR HER.

nah, the most punk rock thing ever was that girl in L7 taking out her tampon and throwing it in the crowd at Reading.

If I have to refer to my ex in conversation with my friends, it's always "She who shall not be named" and she's in my phone as "Do Not Answer", just in case she ever does call, with the ringtone of this line at 1:57 from "I Used to Love Her":

OMG—this!! (I apologize for the OMG, I hate it but did not know how to convey my giddy delight at hearing this song for the first time in almost 20 yrs). Took me back to 10th grade, aah the 80s were hysterical and you have to have come of age in it to really understand the unironic cheesiness of it all-the clothes,…

Many moons ago, I rekindled an awesomely steamy relationship with an ex, only to find out two weeks into it that he was living with a new girlfriend. He picked me up one night, we went out, then as he was driving me home I asked him to stop at a convenient store for cigarettes. When we got to my house, I told him that…

obligatory—from that time period in my life—Anyone who was familiar with this song, immediately knew the "revenge" described by the author aint nuthin...

I did something similar when that happened to me. I found out I was the other woman on Christmas morning (from a newsletter from his parents and their temple congratulating him on his nuptials). He just didn't want to tell me and wanted to string me along. Immediately broke it off, refused to talk to him, and when I…

Saying "it is everything" about such a boring story is more depressing than being cheated on.

I myself foud a clever way to unearth the cheating girlfriend years ago.. Prior to the ubiquitous nature of cell phones — let's just call it the late 80's— I suspected my GF of cheating with some other dude— but then also learned he had no idea about me & her. Well, I perfectly timed dropping off a vase full of roses…

The author REALLY built up this Cassy chick as having found the most clever way to find out about and bust a cheater. all she did was box up the obvious evidence...Big let down for sure... I expected multiple forms of shame thrown upon him...

If you can't figure out a way to meet women without shouting at them on the street then you have bigger problems my friend. And to tell these men she isn't interested is in fact to give them exactly what they want; her attention. She neither owes them her attention nor her explanation as to why she is ignoring them.

You do not just bother random women on the street because your penis thinks they're pretty. Just leave us the fuck alone.

You being single and/or horny is not our problem. You being interested in us is not our problem. If you want to meet people then sign up for a goddamn online dating website like everyone else.

Men get very angry when you challenge their entitlement to do whatever the fuck they want.

After I ignored my neighbor's screams and found out later that she'd been put in the hospital for domestic violence injuries, I vowed to never mind my own business again when it comes to that sort of thing. I've checked on other neighbors over the years when I thought it was necessary. We need to look out for each…

This remains the best message I have ever received, ever. Yes, it got the guy blocked, but it has provided years of entertainment watching people read it and their reactions.

I'm very sorry that you and the others who've posted have had negative experiences with Indian men in the past. On the other hand, as an Indian man, a feminist, and a regular reader of this site, this discussion makes me wince. Fact: there are shitty and not-so-shitty people out there from every culture and creed.…

there are some terrifying, awful men out there that will in one breath call you the most beautiful creature in the world, and then—when you fail to meet whatever demand or expectation they've laid out for you—will say things to you that you're pretty sure only get said during prison riots.