StrongerThanWine
StrongerThanWine
StrongerThanWine

Where do you hear this, exactly? In your own shitty head? I have literally never in my fucking life heard a woman complain that she wasn't street harassed. And catcalling isn't conversation, it's harassment. That's not how relationships start, it's how men let women know they're being watched.

Here's the thing. In my experience, I NEVER, literally NEVER see men casually greet each other on the street unless they know each other. These men are throwing out seemingly harmless greetings in hopes you will turn and want to talk. Or they may just want a smile. Sorr,y but I only smile when I feel smiley, not

Once upon a time there was a girl with a broken heart. She couldn't sleep. She couldn't eat. She couldn't Handle Life. Fifteen years passed. She finished school, reached professional goals, got married, purchased a home, and had a baby. Meanwhile, the boy who broke her heart became addicted to heroin, got clean,

"And despite the apparent language barrier and translation issues, the teenagers' parting blow to me is "C*NT."

Are you absolutely certainly, certainly positive they weren't Australian?

My favorite zippy comeback line is one I got from my boss. She was working the till, and chatting with an old lady who comes in to buy vegetables sometimes. Boss says something innocuous, like, "Oh, do you enjoy cooking?" And the old lady says, "Sweetie, when we got married I told my husband to pick one room for me to

In the olden days of High Schools past, I was a meat clerk at a grocery store. We had a very nice, mid-40's woman that worked there, and she had an old guy that would call and pretend to be her husband. We usually just put him on hold and let him wear himself out, but one VERY busy Saturday, I elected to tell

Slight nitpick: any statement of denial is technically gonna be a 'non-apology', since the word 'apology' implies guilt.

"Women: Stop depending on men. It's as simple as that. Imagine there are no men in life," Simmons said. "Find out that thing that you're good for that makes the money and then get married and or have children from a position of strength."

guys if we ever meet irl please dont be upset that i am not a dinosaur

Hey, there are some good Cornelii out there:

As a gamma male I mostly wear the pants. Unless I get angry if that happens I just bust right out of them. I usually like to wear purple pants as that color compliments my slighty greenish skin tone.

99% sure that letter wasn't actually written by a woman.

he won't make any decisions or plans or take responsibility for anything. I find myself longing for an alpha man. We live in a pretty traditional area and are surrounded by traditional relationships but at our home I am the one who wears the pants and I hate it. I don't want to be the one who makes all the decisions,

I don't disagree with your over all poiny, but they're are definitely people who speak Irish or Scottish, just FYI.

My husband says: To the dog, that rat falls firmly into the uncanny valley. He's just being sensible.

I say that this is only funny to us because we have the concept of irony. We KNOW it's plastic. The dog doesn't. He's actually showing a great deal of intelligence here. reading the visual cues, rejecting the data that

I don't wear make up to work unless we are going out for lunch but at other jobs I've had bosses tell me to put on make up and brush my hair ( neat and tidy pony tail did not count). I've thought about this a lot and it makes me sad that instead of people easing up the pressure put on women, they are now pressuring

No diamond is "worth" the money, time or lawyer's fees. The value we place on diamonds is kind of like buying a brand new car. You drive it off the lot and it depreciates $10,000. In the case of diamonds, it's the biggest godamn racket and we have been spoon fed the inherent "pricelessness" and "rarity" of diamonds

I was engaged to a man who, after proposing and moving in together and buying furniture etc., told me that my size 12 frame was "too fat to ever love" and locked the food cabinets. I broke it off and I sold the ring because fuck that guy.

New Rule #1: Never spend so much money on an engagement ring that it would be worth the money to hire a lawyer to sue for it back.

My ex's mom sent him his great-grandmother's ring for him to give me. It was such a sweet gesture, sort of bringing me into the family. It was very lovely and old-fashioned and I loved it, more than I would ever love a bigger, more expensive new one.