Jamie, boo. That hair. No.
Jamie, boo. That hair. No.
Watching the Mary Tyler Moore show as a kid definitely shaped a lot of who I grew up to be. This is sad news.
I’m hella drunk at my desk right now and this comment is life.
That hair tho
But EMAILS!!!
This immediately made me think of Oryx and Crake... which is basically where I feel like our society is heading anyway.
Thanks. I’m okay now and I’m so glad I made it out of that time. Now it makes me mourn that much harder for this girl because I can imagine so vividly what she was going though and how it felt like it could never get better. Somehow, we need to learn, as a society, how to do better for girls like this one.
I would assume that the people who watch it agree those also contemplating suicide. When I was planning my own (no longer doing so), I watched and read a whole lot of twisted shit to help me get the courage to follow through. It’s so sad any hopeless and I hope those still in that place can dig themselves out like I…
There was smoke that had been manufactured by the Republicans for 30 fucking years. There was no fucking fire to find.
Yeah, I totally don’t get the hate for people who are doubting the trauma of a woman, at the hands of men committing a violent crime against her, because she’s not an ideal victim. That’s definitely not a problematic or fucked up view that permeates women’s lives in general. Oh wait...
How the fuck has she been milking it for sympathy? Talking about it? Clearly you’ve never been through a major trauma. Talking about it is how you get through it.
Literally, my first thought when I saw the headline was, “Has anyone told Drake yet?” and my second thought was “Well, there’s the end of Dra-Lo.”
That was the most basic, boring clothing line. Pass.
That was the most basic, boring clothing line. Pass.
This woman is the hero we all need in 2017.
That too
I would like to announce my availability to join the board of any major tech company.
Can we just make better porn?
I feel sad that I just can’t manage to like Mariah Carey.