Mad props to a commentator over at Kotaku named Arden who posted this gem:

To be fair, all white people photo-shop black people into their lives: it is a well known phenomenon.

Sorry, what's your point in the context of the article? I'm not sure why it's helpful for someone to weigh in and say "nope I'd never fuck a fat person."

"Some men like that" is so backhanded too! I've had male friends say that to me before when the context was explicitly "I'm feeling bad about XYZ thing about myself and it makes me feel unattractive to the people I'm attracted to". "Some men like that" might as well be the equivalent of Tobias Funke shouting "THERE…

As a fat woman, I cannot get behind this term, because it always seems so porn specific. Any man who calls me a BBW makes me feel immediately fetishized, and it's not good, even if it does mean that they totes want to bone me...because I just feel like a mere body there to fulfill the things they've fantasized about.

woah, kink and full time power exchange are not synonymous.

Anyone who compares Fifty Shades of Grey to real BDSM is a fucking idiot tool in my book.

FFS, people just do not understand consent and I don't see why it's so hard. I mean apply it to the most basic of concepts.....say, riding in a taxi. I hail a cab and consent to you giving me a ride in exchange for me paying you. That doesn't mean you get to just come grab me off the street, throw me in your cab, and…

Long-time lurker joined just to post this, because it is the creepiest (real-life) story I've heard. It happened to a friend, and from the way she confessed it to me (not braggy or laughing, just genuinely creeped out) I can vouch that it's true, for what its worth.

This happened in my junior year of high school.

This isn't a ghost story, but it does still scare the shit out of me nearly 15 years later….

This stories about a friend of a friend. It's short but it terrified me when heard it. This girl my friend was friends with went out to a bar near her flat with some friends one night. She went to order a drink and realised she had left her ID in her flat. She didn't live very far away so she just ran over there to…

Not a ghost, but this happened to me a few weeks ago and I am still upset and scared. I work in a pretty busy building but everyone comes and goes around the same time. My hours are a little later so I leave about an hour after everyone else when there are only a few other people in the building. I grabbed the…

"Being a writer means that's your job, that's your income."

The first rule of rape club is, you're a terrible fucking human being for being in rape club.

Fuck, this is horrible and disturbingly familiar.