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I think there’s a little more nuance needed than “getting dumped is good for you.” I am in the cocoon of happy coupledom, so to speak, but I almost didn’t get there because I had sworn off looking, didn’t want more heartbreak, was going to spend a few years alone, etc. The previous relationship had really shaken me to

You’re making a lot of assumptions there about what all partnered women think.

I’m not seeing how the existence of the rave shirt means that the rape one can’t possibly exist.

Because being coupled means you never had your heart broken? What nonsense are you basing this comment on?

You’ve said it. I just broke up with a lovable loser who, although I adored him, left me sad and exhausted all the time. he had so much baggage. I reminded myself that the right partner will make me feel energised and real, not sad and fake.

I honestly find the idea of a courtesy period strange. I think a period between relationships is a good idea because it gives you time to figure out what lessons can be learned, do whatever healing needs to be done, etc. But I don’t think anyone owes their ex a period of celibacy. And I would be sort of weirded out if

Females everywhere thank you for avoiding future relationships.

“I’d rather go without the female contact and be happy with what I’ve got.”

THANK YOU

I’ve been in this situation before. To open up to someone like you never did before in your entire life, only to suddenly have the door slammed in your face... metaphorically speaking. It leaves you speechless and ashamed. And then something inside of you says “See? I told you to be carefull. You knew this was going

Exactly. If it wasn’t for us slutty, lying, vagina-bearers, humans would be living in the garden of eden. Every single thing that’s fucked up about life on this planet is our fault, and any step, no matter how small, that we take towards having a little autonomy over our own lives is more evidence of our collusion

Once at the gym someone sidled up to me at the water fountain and ACTUALLY ASKED THE CLICHE PICKUP-LINE-QUESTION “Come here often?” I looked him right in the eye and said “Are you calling me fat.” snapped the cap back on my water bottle, then walked away.

Thanks. Sorry if I scared you. We were talking the other night and she's finally lost all her steroid weight and her skin has cleared up, she's rolling with a super cute asymmetric bob and she looks wonderful.

I'm so happy your story had a happy ending! I was getting pretty nervous around the end of the first paragraph.

To all these assholes in the gym:

Oh, it grows back (on your chin and upper lip).

I have killed many an innocent vacuum cleaner over the span of my life. My parents would take the cleaner to be repaired and the repairman would yell from the back of his shop, "Has your daughter cut her hair yet?!" Finally, after the fourth time, he flatly refused to fix it anymore.

I have never had a child but I still find my hair everywhere, including all over my husband. He seems baffled by it. I tell him I'm just making my territory so that all the other ladies know he is taken. I have given up trying to contain it, I even found it in my fridge last night.

As little comfort as this may be, I'm in the same boat minus a reason to explain why my hair ends up in all over the walls of our shower. We don't have children, so I'm lacking an explanation everytime my husband exits the bathroom in the morning glaring at me. We do, however, have two dogs and between the three of

This post gave me all the feelings.

Arizona: You are still alive and happy. We’re dancing to A Tribe Called Quest in your living room. It’s 2001. We’re