angeliquemercier
Angelique
angeliquemercier

This whole thing is horrifying, but what the holy hell is happening with this sentence in particular?

It’s absolutely rape. When you’re consenting to marriage, you’re not consenting to all sexual situations at all times with the person you married. And - sorry if this seems like I’m picking on you - the fact that people are still asking questions like this is an example of why I think the scene wasn’t sexist and in

Under no circumstances, is someone just granted free access to your body without your permission. Marriage or otherwise. While she understood she would need to support him sexually, that is not the same as wanting to/being ready for it/saying yes

No- that’s his point. They didn’t show the rape to somehow develop Max’s character or his understanding of their pain. It’s what they faced, and it’s what they’re escaping from, it’s about them, not about Max.

I know. “Left” means “left of center” and “free education for the masses” means “Stalin-level socialism / communism*”

Forever ago. Which is why it makes no sense that people cry about how Obama is this terrible socialist and that the country is way too far left. What the fuck are they even talking about? I’m serious. I want to know.

It kills me that his ideas are seen as “fringe”. I don’t know when left became “right light”.

her mind tho...

So they called off the wedding but everyone is still getting together for a barbecue? That’s either brilliant or insane, and i’m not sure which.

wtf kind of crazy double standard nonsense is this.

Just the tip, just for a second, just to see how it feels.

“Why am I not raping you right now?”

You get that she’s posting those pictures... in protest... of the no-flats policy... which Cannes confirmed.. right?

heelghazi

they turned away people with medical. conditions. it’s an absurd rule to every possible degree.

But must they be worn on the feet? Wear them around your neck, like the burden they are.

They also had this thing to make an even line.

Once when I was four, I tried to run away, but I wanted to leave a note explaining things to dear old Mom and Dad. The problem was that I couldn’t spell many words so I had to ask my mom. I made it to “I am run” before I broke down in tears and my blessed mother had to hug me and gently take away my suitcase. Later,

Didn’t we all pack a handkerchief with snacks, storm out of the house, and sit in the bushes for 2 hours before we wanted to go back inside and watch TV?