My first thought when I saw Stephen Tyler was ‘wow, Johnny Depp has lost a lot of weight.’

Sadurday 😢 hells that is depressing

Welp. That’s enough Internet for me today.

Rest assured, the L&O:SVU writers are already on the final draft of the script after three rounds of Tragedy MadLibs.

I think he means, if you were really raped you would of course go to the ER and then the people with dicks would then put their stamp of approval on your rape and then you could be potentially allowed reproductive freedom. If you don’t do that, it’s just “rape” and bitches be lying about that for funsies all the time,…

:( It just gets worse the more we try and understand them.

I’d be interested in hearing her thought process here.

I think it’s more because her friend was looking for millions of dollars due to “emotional distress” she faced, rather than just medical fees. Perhaps she refused to pay the medical stuff before the lawsuit came about and I’m just giving her too much credit.

Trashing the dress is so weird. I am starting to hate that it is a thing. Why even bother spending the money on the dress? You spend hundreds or thousands on a dress and then make it worthless and unusable for anyone else. Why not donate it or give it to Goodwill so another less fortunate bride can use it? Why not…

We could also have the best eggs benedict you have ever tasted, but none for Anti-Choicers. They have to sit outside being angry they cannot try my delicious hollandaise.

Our local WIC refers pregnant women there to get pre-natal vitamins. You would think that fact you want prenatal vitamins would indicate you plan to keep the baby. But they don’t just want you to have the baby, they want you to accept Christ. God forbid you bring your partner. They took him out the room and three men…

This information always makes me so fucking infuriated. You know what’s medically dangerous? PREGNANCY. With an abortion, you get some anesthesia and zip bop bippity pop, it’s done. With my C-section, they gutted me open, put my uterus and intestine on my belly, and then sewed it all back into place. I couldn’t walk…

Or Kristen Stewart.

You know, I’m sure you’re just trying to be snarky or ironic or whatever the kids are calling it these days, but I get what Earl Sweatshirt’s saying? Like how when you’re, like, nineteen, talking or joking about raping people might seem ~*~cool~*~ or **eDgY*~ but then you grow up and realize, nope, that shit’s…

I mean he can do what he wants but when I was getting married, if I saw that on a photog’s fb, you can bet your butt I’m not booking them. My photographer just didn’t put our pics on her facebook because we were ugly lol.

Going through all of the wondrous reviews on his page, this guy has been stealing and using other’s photos and taking credit on his website, where he also lists that his previous clients are Vogue and Harper’s Bazaar. He tried to say he was hacked at first also.

“Men are afraid that women will laugh at them. Women are afraid that men will kill them”

But then we're getting into the whole "This is how you're supposed to mourn," conversation. Grief is a totally unique experience, and while most people wouldn't go that route (googling a eulogy), I could see why someone would want to have a little help in writing something.

If he plagiarized a eulogy but loved his wife and didn’t have his wife killed: that’s sort of tragic/pathetic in a way that makes me clutch my chest.

I live in the midwest, and you would be surprised that we also have art scenes and gardens and minority neighborhoods to fret over and food scenes. But every year white people from here flee to either coast and act like its an accomplishment or the only way to live.