I hope she does the protest.

this is fucking exhausting.

Disgusting.

ILU2 BB!!!

“Hindsight is 20/20 and in my desire to help her as she was displaced, I did not protect myself,” Wade writes, “As I did not know her or her prior behavior other than substance abuse that I was told she had ‘kicked.’”

I wish it didn’t take another man to scare them into respecting her. IT SHOULDN’T FUCKING BE THIS WAY!

Why can’t we just have the bodies we have and not be fucking damaged for it?

Yup Yup Yup! Wearing baggy clothes to swinging completely to the other side and wearing very revealing clothing because “hey, maybe i am basically just a sex object”

I had a gay male friend who thought it was so funny to grab at them all the time. I was young and was all “well he’s gay so i *guess* it’s ok”

YAS QUEEN.

“It gives us more excuses to charge the sheep more money without actually providing them with anything. Think of it like data caps from ISPs: Free money! And they have to pay it or we get to destroy their lives! They’ll keep coming back again and again!”

“We’re confident this new credit and loyalty program will be a key driver of incremental and top-line sales, as well as further strengthening the relationship with our customers.”

Hear Hear sister! It started when I was the first girl to wear a bra in middle school, and was ruthlessly bullied by a girl whose name I still remember to this day, and her army of skanks. Moving on to being hit on by my high school teacher, another girl starting rumors about me that I’d had breast implants (at 15…

THIS. Some other commenters seem to feel this article is a humblebrag, or the “jealousy” comments are unfair, but I feel her story so hard. This and many, many other similar situations have happened to me. I have DDDs and I love them—not complaining here. Had to start wearing a bra in 4th grade, which sucked, but I…

Same. All of it. A lot of the people who ridicule will also try to touch them, which is how I ended up punching a guy in the face in the 8th grade.

I hear you. I was the first girl in my school to need a bra. Trying to find dresses or shirts that I could wear has always been hard. I spent many, many years being embarrassed about my breasts and made to feel that they were anyone's business but my own.

Ok, I’m fully on board (esp bc this is my struggle!) but...

My freshman year of college (at a very small, very conservative Christian school), a floor-mate slammed into my room one Sunday morning to look in my mirror, as if it would show her something different than hers would. Exasperated, she pulled at her turtleneck and said, “I can’t take my boobs to church!” (Imagine…

Yeah, but they’re sized just right so she isn’t a busty slutbag I guess.

The best part is that this was the gym’s Facebook cover pic in April: