Your comment and accompanying gif is brilliant. It’s only 7:24 am here and you have totally made my day.

I already knew about that gif and instantly knew it would be the most appropriate one.

Ah hahahahaha how did you ever find such an appropriate gif for this conversation?!

I mean, throbbing, yes, that is a physical thing that penises do. Quivering? Ummm.... not unless you’ve attached a vibration device to them. Or you’re having a seizure. While erect.

I’d be horrified if I ever came in contact with a penis that was QUIVERING

Yeah and that's what makes it gross! I'd be horrified if I ever came in contact with a penis that was QUIVERING

Oh Wendy Williams...

COOOOOOL. I would hulk out and stomp on all of them out of impatience. I am amazed at the dedication.

So satisfying... And then the damn lacking ending... *heavy sigh, rolls over and tries to go to sleep*

I’ve convinced myself that the corner completely falls, we just don’t get to see it. It’s a fragile fantasy, but it’s working for me.

The ending makes me upset.

I went to look for a Domino’s gif and ended up looking at dominos gifs and now I’m weirdly soothed and I can’t stop, help.

Your post was like a punch to the gut. Well said.

I met my best friend the first week of our first year of college. She and I were inseperable for the next four years—we couldn’t go anywhere without someone asking us where our other half was. At first I reveled in the novelty of this, as someone who’d always been a bit of a lone wolf; later I chafed. When we moved to…

For me, the worst is when a best friend just cuts you out of her life with no explanation. Just ghosts on you and you’re left wracking your brain to figure out what you did wrong, was it your fault, what you could have done differently. Being angry as hell at her and simultaneously missing her so much you’d give up…

“like someone burned down my archives”

I can’t read all of this, it makes me too sad to remember everyone I’m not allowed to speak to. I think, as women, we are often only used as placeholders until our friends find husbands, and then we are no longer needed and must be put aside. I have one that has made every attempt to show me this, and surrounds…

I had a falling out with my best friend of 17 years about 5 years ago. We were inseparable and she’s in almost every memory I have; it’s like someone burned down my archives. It was harder than any breakup I’ve ever had.

The worst part about losing a friend is when you know you’re the one to blame. It’s a difficult pill to swallow, but good medicine for any future friendships that come down the road.

It’s a sad but true fact that when Scott Walker massively reduced funding to the University of Wisconsin system, one of the first things to be cut from the budget was the Female orgasm.