Where the hell is the “Yes, if I had a time machine or it somehow never stopped being 1996” option?
Where the hell is the “Yes, if I had a time machine or it somehow never stopped being 1996” option?
Also omg I am a vegetarian but I want to eat your username.
Me too. I think it’s awesome. AND for every pair bought, they donate a pair.
Honestly, this sounds great for that awkward end of period time when I don’t want to use a tampon. I’m gonna be gross here, I just end up wearing and pair of period underwear and not caring if they get bled on.
Agreed. Also, I read the article that was linked and it didn’t seem to align with the description here. Like, at all. (Misused pronouns? catty remarks?) In fact, it touched on some of the exact same points Laverne Cox made on her tumblr post (which Jez also covered) this AM which is about how the trans woman’s…
Caitlin is the traditional Irish spelling, and it looks and sounds beautiful....the reason I named my gorgeous baby girl Caitlin 32 years ago.
THAT’S HOW IT’S SUPPOSED TO BE SPELLED, WITH A “C”. The “Y” is the problem.
Many flowers are pretty and smell nice and I think it’s a kind gesture to give people pretty things that smell nice.
I mentioned this to you earlier today, Natasha, but over the past year, I’ve found the public face of the movement to grow more and more divorced from what it seems society needs feminism to be doing. In one corner, we have pandering celebrities who have tapped into the lucrative Tumblr activist demographic by…
Anybody else remember how outspoken this shitbag was about insisting Bill Clinton get impeached for his sexual misconduct? Anybody also remember how homophobic Speaker Hastert was? Anybody further remember how he was a staunch member of the Christian Coalition that crammed “family values” down our throats? Good times.…
Oh man, this is the best crying photo from my wedding. I am really close to my dad who is a huge teddy bear of a man. He used to sing and play guitar for me all the time when I was growing up and one of my favourite songs was Return to Pooh Corner.
I cried at my wedding, but that was because my dad wasn’t there. I got married a year after my dad died, and the priest was a very good friend of my father. So he starts off the homily with, “I feel like my own daughter is getting married today. I knew her father, John, before he went to meet God face to face...”