karmadrenalynn
karmadrenalynn
karmadrenalynn

Let’s just face it - we all clicked on this, and now we have to deal with knowing we clicked on it.

If frequent bathroom breaks for a pregnant woman equals stealing from the company, then I wonder what peeing all over the assembly line and creating an unsanitary environment for both the products and the workers is. Because that seems to be the alternative here.

Also, any guy who enjoys blowjobs and uses "dick-sucking" as an insult is a fucking hypocrite.

Did she sign off with ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

When I left my abusive boyfriend, he tried to get to me via my friends. He'd tell them things, hoping they'd pass it on to me, and I'd feel bad. My friends did tell me all of the things he said, because they were fucking HILARIOUS. Our favorite was: "I howl all the time and I'm turning yellow."

Going up, my parents were were divorced and never communicated directly. I got bounced back and forth between them a lot. Always based on what my mom needed. Fuck my social life or grades or stability. If being a parent started to get too hard, she'd ship me off to live with my grandmother or father. She'd get lonely,

One time I got broken up with by my long-time crush after officially dating for one whole day, yep. He strung me along for a long time before that happened. He broke up with me while in his car, after a party. (so I was drunk on 2 40oz of Cobra I think) He said we would never work together or something, I mostly

Okay. So it's funny now, but at the time it was infuriating.

My freshman year of college, I made the mistake of dating a very serious born-again Christian. (I was raised both Catholic and Unitarian Universalist, I'm not sure what he was doing in the relationship either.)

I think the worst thing about an experience like this isn't what happens, but what it makes you think. I got mugged when I was in high school, and some punk decided to throw a fist across my face because I was there. In and of itself, it didn't do much (I'm apparently harder-headed than I even look!), but it sure as

I once played rugby with giant men to impress a guy in college who said he thought it was hot when girls were "tiny but tough." Promptly dislocated my right shoulder and broke my left collarbone, and a rib. Insisted I was fine, even though I couldn't move. Drank a lot, so I could claim the passing out was from the

And then it turned out he was a Soviet spy so you had to snap his neck with your thighs?

Dodai, when I happened upon Jezebel from Gawker, I was AMAZED at the early articles. I keep saying to myself "it seems like women of color are writing these articles? Could that be possible? You are the internet I was waiting for. Good luck in your new role, and Thank you , thank you so much for your articles, your

Don't you just put it in a paper bag on the counter?

I'll see your name change & raise you, Got Married in a Church to Make Future MIL Happy. I usually don't admit that.

I have zero qualms about upholding the patriarchy if there are mini-quiches and an open bar.

So many things to tell..I will try to sum it up but it is going to get long and weird.

My uterus hurts from that story. This won't win the prize but I'm sharing anyway.

So my friend gets engaged. She is amazing— sweet, smart as hell, filthy sense of humor, eyes like luminous pools. She is mixed race and her fiance's family is super country. At the rehearsal dinner, they make lots of comments about her mixed race and stick the microphone in her face with questions like "Tell us why