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This woman, for whatever reason, thought that her best option was to stick a coat hanger into her vagina and hope it caused a miscarriage. This is why we need good sex ed in high schools. This is why we need to fund Planned Parenthood. This is why abortions should be state supported.

Tell us more about how Muslims want to enslave women, old white men.

Gonna look weird when they both pretend to fall at the same time.

I instantly like Dunst more than I already did.

I really don’t see much room for commentary on women’s success here, though, accidental or otherwise. It’s more about how social media and presenting an idealized image of our lives has become so all-consuming.

Remember when things were just one thing at a time? You had to have separate gadgets to make phone calls, take photos, tell time, etc. Weird

The wild office parties kill me - they really are that crazy? What is the next day like?

By “Holiday” do you mean the Good Friday when I hooked up with super hot Alex? Or the Easter Sunday when I met him at the family brunch and learned he was my dad’s half-sister’s son?

Both the holiday and the embarrassing come at the end of this story.

Mine was a quasi-hookup, but bear with me. These dudes who lived together in a house while attending college were close-knit so they had a “post-Christmas” in February, in one of the dudes’ ranch in the countryside. I was invited by my BFF, one of the dudes’ girlfriends, and I was newly single, so I went. There was

Because that’s how Customs works.

Doesn’t this also speak to how sexually exploitative many/most girl bands’ costumes are?

Well she was valedictorian of her high school!

It’s inconvenient, but with the amount of human trafficking going on in the world, where many victims are young women from Asia, I can’t get mad at the TSA/ICE about this. I would be more mad if some actual human trafficking victims were just waved through along with their victimizers.

Also, if it is “their” “Peppermint Bark,” how can there be a “sugg.” of $14.00 but ooooooh “our price” is $12.59! Fred in accounting is like “we need to charge $14 for these 4.8 oz of generic chocolate we haphazardly sprinkled with candy cane rejects,” but Sherry in merchandising is like “FUCK THAT, FRED! GIVE THE

Fuck it, if I win the lotto I’m buying that and spending every day getting drunk and pretending I’m Newman in Jurassic Park.

Honestly, this is why I shop at Old Navy. Throughout the years I’ve been everything from a size 4 to a 16 (holding steady at ~12 right now) and their larger stores have ALL sizes ALL together. I know they’re fast fashion, but it’s nice to go into a store and know that I am just one of many sizes.

Dear almost-every-indie-website-for-plus-size-women:

#nofuckingpolyester

Every time you feel the need to post a comment, jog in place for 5 minutes instead.