If I were a plant, MRA hate would be the sun. The more sun I get, the more I can get down and photosynthesize with my bad self

*The tribal arm band tattoo that successfully wished his way into becoming a full human man* Good Lord Allmighty, that description is hilarious and so fuckin RIGHT ON.

Bill Murray, Patrick Stewart, and Ian Mckellan should do a movie called "Pleasant Old Men"

WELL WHAT IN THE HELL CAN I EAT THEN

I'm all for married dads.

This makes my stomach hurt. It's kind of a mixture of hate and nausea with a little fear mixed it.

Ron Perlman must be the Beast. Hell, he even has previous Beast experience plus THAT. VOICE!

Pretty sure the only correct reply is Josette Day and Jean Marais.

Ron Perlman and Linda Hamilton.

I see Jason Momoa more as Beast than Gaston. Khal Drogo being all vulnerable? Be still my loins. While we're talking about GoT alums, we need to find a role for Pedro Pascal, because that man needs to be in everything stat. Maybe Lumiere?

I have no idea if he can sing, but Charlie Hunnam can be The Beast OR Gaston. I'm pretty sure he could pull either off pretty well. Chris Hemsworth would also be a fun Gaston, although he may have already covered enough of the entitled pretty boy thing in Thor.

I was thinking Jason Momoa as the beast. Because he is large and beautiful.

I don't think my ovaries would survive Amber Riley and Chris Pine together.

My working theory is that a lot of clothes aren't be designed for women by women etc. but that they are being designed for this image of how they would look on a mannequin or model and so no one every considered actual wearability...? I don't know I can't imagine side-boob bra/armpit is an intentional fashion choice…

Don't worry everyone, I'll call my boyfriend Jax Teller, he'll sort it out.

I hope it's paid for by right-wing tears.

My wife came home yesterday dejected, silent, and miserable. She wouldn't tell me what was wrong, and I didn't push because it was one of those moods where I know she needs to think about how she wants to say what it is she's trying to say.

You've painted such an incredibly visceral picture of the experience of fear that women face every day. I read your words out loud to my husband and his response was just "Wow."

I am furious that when I was having lunch outside and had to flee because a man thought he had cornered me (I was eating in a fenced in playground with a closed gate and an open gate, the closed gate was flush and hard to see, so I don't think he knew I was there) stripped naked, and started masturbating 5 feet from…

I had a wickedly overactive imagination as a child. I lived in a very big, very old house in the countryside of Massachusetts. My walk home went through an old, abandoned pre-revolutionary war cemetery. Ground fog was a common occurrence. I remember the feeling of being alone and knowing, just knowing, that one of…