it didnt happen, almost entirely bc i was sitting, but it was super uncomfortable. i think i may have legit sneezed it out while i was having a tinkle later one. but it is a weird feeling to be sitting and laughing and having your tampon being like I WANT TO BREAK FREEEEEEEEEEEEEE
PolitelyViolent
PolitelyViolent
I HATE THAT. you can just feeellll it moving
Two months ago, my partner made me laugh as I sat up in bed and suddenly there was blood everywhere. Everywhere. Blood. Fucking. EVERYWHERE. And oh yeah, I'm sitting on the remnants of my own surprise panty massacre. It's like my period knows when I'm terrified of being pregnant and chooses that week to be late. This…
the other day i was laughing rly hard and my tampon was clearly aiming for an escape
I just sneezed and got a fun panty favor
Actually just getting protein powder in prison is quite hard, hard drugs are very easy to come by, but nutritional/workout out supplements are very hard to find and super expensive. He's also technically still in Jail, he won't be in prison until after he gets convicted. But I do think his conversion to christ and his…
Is it that obnoxious "They Should Have Warned Me That My Life Would Be Unbelievably Perfect" garbage or is it something else?
You haven't met a lot of Christians then. In my old crowd of fundamentalists, this was a pretty common sight. It doesn't do any good to repent if you're not also able to totally brag about drugs, witchcraft, murder, or whatever else you claim you did. Otherwise who would know you were totally swole? NOBODY! What's the…
It's amazing, isn't it? I've seen a rash of marriage guides from newlywed Christian men, there's a mommy-shaming piece floating around social media from a pastor's wife who, at four months into parenthood, already knows perfectly how to be a perfect parent and wife, and now War Machine feels totally capable of giving…
He looks decidedly less muscular.
He sounds like a classic case of someone with NPD (narcissistic personality disorder). Everything is ALWAYS someone else's fault, even when they do "apologize" they find a way to down the person they are apologizing to and tout their "accomplishments," the incessant need to vocalize their actions so they can get…
"Don't even mess with that Instagram crap, don't even watch porn, all that stuff just makes you lustful and causes you to forsake what you already have."
And even at this point, he has to reiterate how many ''hot chicks'' he fucked. HUNDREDS, he tells us. The self-aggrandizement and narcissism that allows him to feel justified in beating someone nearly to death continues apace.
Every time I hear this story I'm reminded of my poor friend who committed suicide late last year 6 months after his attacker was released from prison. He was held in his own home by a man who beat him and his girlfriend mercilessly for 6 hours then walked out the door. He never emotionally recovered.
The oft-forgotten 11th Commandment:
When I get out things will be so different for me.