My father is really bad with cats; once I placed an especially sweet, kissable kitten on his lap at a family party, and his hands curled up to his chest and he whispered "Please take it off of me, I don't know what it wants."
My father is really bad with cats; once I placed an especially sweet, kissable kitten on his lap at a family party, and his hands curled up to his chest and he whispered "Please take it off of me, I don't know what it wants."
All the men in my life have been emotionally complex, multi-layered souls who had extreme difficulty admitting to their feelings (and it is always an admission). Man after man for whom "I'm fine" means "I'm not fine". Either (a) my personal life is a statistical freak or (b) our shitty culture teaches our men, again…
Oh my heavens yes. The only "sexual education" we received in FL was in fifth grade (it was really more "puberty education" and mostly just humiliated the girls since 3/4s was about girls having periods) and seventh grade, which was pretty much "this a condom, it's not guaranteed to work so just don't have sex, talk…
Bill Hader is the best post apocalyptic king/queen.
I'm a cat lady.
These pictures of kids reading to shelter cats will make you want to go out and adopt all of the cats.