That’s fucking depressing.

Fuck Mayweather, Pacquio, fuck this fight, and fuck everyone who supported it.

Congratulations world. Y’all gave these two the GDP of the world’s 30 poorest countries COMBINED. I hope y’all are happy.

Yeah, that’s a feminist thing. Definitely not an all human beings thing.

Lemme guess? She went to the fight because feminism. Yeah.

Here’s why they did it. Because they can and there will be absolutely NO REPERCUSSION to their bottom line. None. Nata. Zip. Zilch.

Fuck that shit. They should sue. Because you know if it was some white women, not only would they receive payouts in the millions, there would be at 3 mother fucking congressional hearing on the matter.

“While it is Mayweather’s team that is pulling the strings, it’s Showtime that owes the world an explanation. Why have they continued to sanitize their coverage of Mayweather’s history of domestic violence while continuing to unhesitatingly promote other aspects of his outside-the-ring lifestyle? Why did they allow…

You have to win, because this made me sad, then horny, then I laughed, then I wanted to kill Blaire.

I got him banned from his mother’s house, moved in with her myself, and she bought me a puppy.

I dated a guy in law school who broke up with me, on Valentine’s Day, in a fancy French restaurant. Apparently he thought I would not make a scene in public. Apparently he had learned shit about me in that year we dated. I bounced a bowl of fancy little French pickles off his forehead, one by one, and the waiter…

Fuck you, Blaire.

Step 1: Cut off half my hair and dyed it bright purple at the suggestion of the cute boy in physics with whom I was now free to make out at will (a delightful fact I promptly took non-monogamous advantage of).
Step 2: Put on 20 pounds of muscle doing gymnastics and ballet, earning an ass that got me proposed to weekly…

The asshole cheated and then broke up with me before I could dump him. And I was very angry so I called him a few weeks later and said I was pregnant. I let him stew for a week and then told him I needed $500 for an abortion. He paid and I took my best friend on a road trip and had the best damn time EVER

I went to prom with the first guy I ever slept with. I was going to wear a dress I’d bought for another event so I told him he could wear whatever suit he had. I realized this was a mistake when he showed up in frayed corduroy pants with a miss-matched corduroy jacket, and also in Berkenstocks, looking like an English…

So I guess he’d been planning to give me my walking papers. But after finding out I was pregnant he did the honorable thing; went Dutch on the abortion and stayed in the picture until I managed to go three consecutive days without crying.

Wearing Bugles on your fingers is the only way to eat them. Even in your drunken haze, you knew what’s up. #respect

Broke up with boyfriend of 3 years over the phone (LDR) because I couldn’t let him spend thousands of dollars on a vacation for us when I knew I didn’t want to be with him anymore. Proceeded to get black out drunk at a dive bar with my two best friends - and I mean DIVE bar. Like the lights were harsh, the bartenders…

I was going through a very ugly divorce. My husband cheated multiple times and eventually moved out. While this was going on, I had to change the locks on the doors to my house due to a burglary, and didn’t tell him. One day, he stopped by to get something from the house and couldn’t get in. He flew into a rage and…