I remember when my ex strangled me. He was angry about me “nagging” and “asking questions” so he leaped on me on the couch and started strangling me. I remember it was the oddest thing: I went from being in complete shock and level of fear I’ve never felt before to this foreign-feeling calmness, almost as if I was…

Guffaw! That was a nice one!

This.SO.MUCH.

I’d define trauma as a result of an event that exceeds temporary, non-debilitating physical pain.

Hugs <3 <3 <3!

This might seem like a simple, silly question, yet I can’t for the life of me wrap my head around it: how can a person, any person, function and sleep at night knowing that they’re supporting a potential child molester/ rapist?

Why would anyone try to flood Jezebel will dumb-as-fuck article links about an obvious child molester by taunting Jezebel readers and making fun of them? How fucking stupid does a snake have to be to go to a hub full of Rikki Tikki Tavis expecting a welcome and praise? I reckon that’s the point, isn’t it? To bait, to…

Stanford should have made a bronze statue of the dumpster and a sign pointing to it that says “Habitat of Turner & Pesky” instead of bookmarking extreme pain and anguish with a motherfucking plaque.

The whole idea of “give me a free product/ service of yours and I’ll give you a good review” thing is such massive bullshit. To me it seems that the demographic she would attract the most wouldn’t be going to cafes/ resorts like this, especially if it didn’t have fame generated by their asshole staff beforehand.…