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Roseanne Barr, it's a thing :(

We can't exist, I know it. I'm so tired of men who excuse sexism because they don't fucking get it, and I'm tired of the women who support that. I'm tired of being thought of as a basket case because I'm deeply saddened by the constant stories of rape, or women being abused. I'm tired of how it's all dismissed. What

I thought the same thing - is it just an excuse to dress kids up in tiny, adorable robes? But if it gets kids stoked on educational achievements, I guess that's what matters.

Thankfully both me and my dog are needy and spoiled - we make a good pair ;)

I live in Oakland and I was horrified when I first moved up here to see how many strays were just left to wander the streets. I tried to save a pit I found walking along the freeway - it didn't work out, 911 didn't do anything, and drivers were mostly acting annoyed because their commute was slightly delayed. It's

He let his dog out at a gas station in Beverly Hills. The dog probably succumbed to its injuries. Jesus fucking Christ. My dog is currently snoring, lying on my chest, this is so unbelievably cruel and sad

It was a game we played as kids, I've actually never heard of the cemetery one

I work with kids as a nanny, and I think if this teacher had, during a break from class, casually mentioned someone was being a jerk to her and the kids voluntarily gave her advice about dealing with jerks who are also friends, this could have been okay. But it sounds much more involved than that, so I don't know. And

Probably because of Lost Highway (similar titles), I feel like Gosling's experimental film is meant to be appreciated for its distinct parts and not the sum of those parts. Film can be viewed as a series of images and not as a narrative piece. If that's the case, it will probably be best to see it screened in a

In one of my film classes, Sweet Sweetback's Baadasssss Song was labeled with a "trigger warning" in the syllabus because, you know, a child is raped at the beginning of the film and it's hailed as a baptism in to masculinity. I appreciated the sensitivity and forethought of my prof to label such a thing.

This same article was posted on Jezebel lady week.

Unless she was living on campus, it's very normal to send your child money to help with rent and whatnot. My parents help me with rent and I work, all my tuition is covered by scholarships and loans.

I hear where you're coming from but period blood isn't poop. Fecal matter has E. coli in it, period blood doesn't pose the same risk. Also, you have bacteria in your body that you're normalized to, your period blood is safe for you to be in contact with and your own poop and the poop of people you've cohabitated with

But what you're saying is contradictory, maybe. The body does lots of gross things, but I'm not grossed out by those things because if I were, I would have a conflicted relationship with my body. Maybe that's not what you're saying, but bits of me coming out of me sounds wrong. My skin sheds everyday, but I haven't

"If you wanted to get all hippie about it [...] but in reality [...]" - these kind of statements imply that periods are gross and being okay with them is gross. Cramps suck, but me anda bunch of people I know are happy to bleed because it clears our emotional state. You don't have to be a hippie to be comfortable with

I now have a very much EX-boyfriend who swore Sandy Hook was a hoax and the kids were singing in the choir on the Super Bowl. He had the gall to bring it up multiple times with his dad who had lost his first born son in a car crash when the boy was about 7 or 8. The ex could not understand what was indecent about

It's normal to be frustrated with your kids, to not like them all the time, to miss being younger and carefree. But to legitimately, sincerely regret your children? Awful. How awful to be brought in to the world, not by your choice, and be resented for existing. Some things are meant to be private, this is one of

The girl in the middle looks so much like a girl I go to school with, which is totally irrelevant, but things like this that encourage female solidarity and self-love make me so proud to go to a women's college. Like, knowing the amazing women I encounter on a daily basis gives me hope for actually attaining equality.

... and then my hair goes flat.