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The other cousin is the soda can rule, where the skirt or shorts cannot be shorter than a soda can from the knee.

At FSU, there's a bathroom stall where a woman wrote she was raped and that the counseling center told her to "just try to not think about it". What follows is a whole bunch of advice from other women in a bunch of different handwriting and pens. It's both sad (provided its truthful) and kind of encouraging (the

I put powder on my whole face and sometimes my chest. It evens out the complexion and sets other make up (concealer, foundation, etc.). I use it on my chest because of acne.

Talc is really bad for you too, and powdered makeup is usually full of it. It's also in lipstick.

We also didn't share a bed. While practical for two students, it does kill the sex life. But yeah, 1) that's very frequent and 2) I'd say no one keeps up that kind of sex life. So, if it makes you feel better, everyone else is in no way fucking every day.

I tried to run with my phone today for streaming music instead of my trusty old iPod Nano with armband because it needed to be charged. What an awkward and annoying mistake. Single-use FTW.

I wish I did. My source (non-scientific, of course) is simply from reading many accounts of people who have hidden their rapes. Because there can be a lot of shame/self-blame around the whole thing, I'm fairly certain I've read about many a rape survivor/confidant talking about the desire to act like everything is

My boyfriend actually sent me a text once about being concerned that he has low testosterone. Of course he's not running off to get it checked because he's 24 and doesn't exactly stress about anything health related, but it certainly is a worthwhile thought.

It's so hard to get past the "is it me?" feeling.

Oh yeah, for sure. All the jokes about women not putting out piss me off so much because I definitely feel like the one more upset about infrequency of sex.

...really?

I mean, we also live with our respective parents over the summer, neither of which pairing consists of two people who work normal jobs and leave an empty house for hours a day, and then live in separate states the other eight months of the year. But, even when we lived together it felt like we hardly did

"One former sorority sister, whom Rizzo had known for only two months, wrote that Rizzo's "sexuality towards men" did not change after her attack and that she "continued to pursue men in the same way she did before the incident had occurred." In general, Rizzo did not "act any different in general and appeared to do

Debt. Children? Lust? That one's definitely tough.

Haha, not particularly, to be honest. It was a pretty basic cotton-y (knit? I hate when they call shirts and dresses knit when they aren't made of yarn...) dress. Our colors were orange and blue and my robe was orange (we did top 4% in white, 10% in orange, everyone else in blue).

Sorry, boo. :( As the more anxious and depressed one in a coupling, good for you for being patient and devoted.

Every two weeks is fairly frequent for two busy adults who have been together for awhile. I would be thrilled if me and my boyfriend managed to be that frequent when we're back together this summer.

I graduated in Florida and I think we we /told/ to wear white dresses but we didn't necessarily follow that rule. I wore an orange dress.

Aw, happy birthday from an internet stranger!

I mean, it sounds like some people do. Did you read the story of the two women?

There's really no guarantee that (2) would've helped. Screaming/fighting may have made him more violent. :/ Horrific.

I'm not tall, quite average really (5'5'') but the "regular" length jeans are too long usually and I have to get short ones. They often end up hitting more at my ankle. I wish women's jeans were sized more like men's.