Word. My rapist managed to find my OKC profile back when I was single. It was an awful experience and it I shudder to think how many predators are gonna use this to stalk more easily.

I made the mistake of listening to this first thing in the morning. Fucked me up.

I was under the impression that condoms actually made the industry less safe because in a porn environment where one is getting pounded for hours, the added friction of a condom is more likely to cause micro-tears in vaginal and anal cavities.

I don’t even like cops and I think this guy got a raw deal.

Shape of Water definitely. And probably Ladybird because white people really love a quirky white indies.

GET OUT!

Yeah, my maternal grandmother was violently mentally ill, and my mom cannot watch this movie. The way she talked about it, I grew up thinking Mommy Dearest was some kind of torture film until it came on TV last year.

Y’all need to get on some James Brown’s Funky Christmas!

I’ve had breakdowns on the train and been handed tissues by strangers, had people warn me when my purse was open, and once a woman in culinary school iced an entire cake on the 1 line and another stranger helped her pass out slices to everyone.

There was an outbreak of bedbugs at a movie theater in times Square, an outbreak in an Urban outfitters, and once I saw a bedbug crawling in a guy’s hoodie on the subway.

Lunchtime office parties are the best! Free food and only an hour’s worth of socialization, then everyone (hopefully) leaves early for the day.

As someone else in the kink community: lolno. I don’t force my fetishes on randos or coworkers because CONSENT IS IMPORTANT IN BDSM

A cabbie once turned off his car on a dark side street while driving a very drunk me home at 2am, and asked if he could pay me to give him a “massage”!

Not sure exactly what you mean by this? I go to Twitter to read tweetstorms and shitpost with my friends. I deserve to read and shitpost about things related to me just like everyone else.

Um victims can do whatever they want with their stories. They are not to blame for any of this.

Honestly I think it’s more the *gayness* of the perpetrator than the gender of the victim.

Film actors are part of a union too, but (as we’ve seen time and time again) that does shit for them in terms of sexual assault claims.

Meh. People react to trauma in all sorts of weird ways. I once told an acquaintance a “funny” story about my middle school security guard unzipping my pants and was surprised when she acted concerned.

I stayed up until 2am reading those sleep paralysis threads, and guess what happened when I finally closed my eyes?

To be fair I know at least two dogs who would not have given a shit.