I think this is fanfic from one of the dudes that were so sorry that they had abortions.

This is why we should have been more cautious about letting ladies become legislators.

i just sat here holding up 3 and 4 fingers trying to figure out where a pin goes

I've got some intricate rules for you! While I was not in a sorority myself most of my friends were and I picked up a few rules to live by LIKE:

I just watched House Bunny this morning (for the 80th time you don't know my life), and I'm just saying, I bet the Zetas wouldn't have cared about this picture. Anna Faris frowns on your racism, other sorority.

Oh man, as a dude, I used to have a HUGE collection of various sorority (and fraternity) t-shirts obtained through some folks not caring, various schemes, etc. I totally forgot how totally, irrationally, insanely angry some people get about this stuff! I will have to see if I have those lying around and mail them to…

To the author of the email:

So, I got this picture sent to me from an alum, who got it sent to her from a Chi-O. That's super embarrassing.

zero percent chance I'd be able to get off

I believe that a culture of "self-esteem" — give everybody an award, change dress sizes so larger people feel smaller, allow teens to be disrespectful to those in authority —

asl plz

The way I think of it is that I'm the same age as his supposed fiancé and I would marry Stephen Fry.

I see you with your Pushing Daisies reference, Madeleine. Pie-Maker Lee Pace gave me many pants feelings.

Today was my first normal Saturday after leaving my abusive and controlling husband. It's been a little over a week since I left....and I feel absolutely amazing. I have no regrets and this feeling of freedom is incredible! I'm free! I'm free! I can do what I want without feeling like I am walking on eggshells…

I'll actually be celebrating a one year anniversary of my big day of quit on the 13th of this month....it wasn't a job I quit though. I was in a very toxic and emotionally abusive marriage for 19 years, which fueled my hereditary alcoholism....making me pretty damn miserable to the point of going to sleep at night…

I quit a cult and half my family when I was 16. I grew up in the cult. Think Jehovah's Witness, but a bit weirder. I went to this fundamentalist church's private school where I got straight As but was mostly disliked by the other students for being a goody-two shoes. I studied the Bible all the time, was not allowed…

NYE is bad and it should feel bad.

It'll be FINE.

Narced on my underage cousin who was making cocktails in the kitchen.

The worst thing I did was unintentional and not within my control but still pretty shitty. At the stroke of midnight a few years ago, I turned to my husband and burst into tears. I told him that this had been the worst year of my entire life and that everything about it was horrible. I told him that nothing we had…