Why is a purportedly feminist site advocating hate against a woman of any type, especially one who doesn’t have full access to her family’s finances?

*met, not key - wtf, autocorrect

Tom Hanks is in fact awesome! I key him on a set when I was an extra as a kid. Super cool, took the time to say hello and chat about nothing.

That is such an interesting article. I’m pro-choice, but one thing I can relate to is when the anti-choice woman said after her abortion, “it should be illegal” - not that I agree with her, but I can understand the sentiment that being able to make a decision you feel is “bad” is a burden. Like how an addict wishes he…

PS- Just kidding! BTW, my favorite princess is Ursula.

Maybe he needs an analrapist.

That sounds really . . . specific.

Sometimes when people are “nice” they’re covering up their feelings and avoiding real intimacy & dialog. That is really annoying in a relationship. Hate on, MRAs.

This is where friends come in. My husband is great in so many, many ways and I can’t imagine life without him. He gets about 10% of my references. I don’t use my biggest words in our conversations. Eh, I’ve got friends and the internet for that. We can’t expect one person to meet all of our needs. I’m glad I have a…

I . . . married a guy better than him in every capacity, had three beautiful children, moved to L.A. and look amazing? It’s a sweet revenge.

There is no human to make sure you’re sober when you get in your own car. Why should there be one to make sure you’re sober to drive Car2Go. Maybe all they need is to make people sign a release waiver that says if they drive drunk it’s on them.

Opposite problem here. I am way, way better looking in pictures than I am in real life. Sometimes I need a second form of ID because my driver’s license is so much better than the real me. I’m not even hinting at a joke.

It’s vajazzled.

You are darling!

You make it a priority.

Maybe haters are just going to hate and they can all fuck off because your life is amazing? Works for me.

I did this in high school and didn’t know it had a name or was even bad. I’d buy a car, get my boyfriend to fix it, never title it to myself, sell it. Hey, a girl’s gotta pay for college!

This Science Babe’s logic applies to smoking in the 50’s. We’re just supposed to know it’s bad, but that’s the customer base who doesn’t care? We’re feeding this to children who do not have a say in the matter.

On a much smaller scale, I had to deal with just this. A girl from my high school’s parents donated a scholarship to my university and I was the beneficiary. I knew them. I was so embarrassed, I didn’t go to the special dinner the school had to bring donors and recipients together. Also, I had to work and didn’t have…

These are all pretty petty and tame. Maybe she didn’t talk to the guy at school because he was a creeper. Those exist.