miamontreal
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My dad used to play Pretty Pretty Princess with my sister and me! :)

Julia Garner for Ozark? YES!

He’s not lying about the work that chair is putting in ... impressive tiny furniture strength. 

I love these standing up for yourself ones. At summer camp when J was 13, all the girls in my cabin went to the same school except me. (Also didn’t help that they were from a rival school district.) They bullied and tortured me mercilessly, all of them, and I wrote my parents every day begging them to take me home.

Yep. Apparently, when I was in kindergarten, I came home and told my mother that some other girl hit me. My mom told me that if I hit her back, she’d stop (this was many, many years before “zero tolerance” policies towards bullying and the expectation that if a kid hit another kid, we had to have conferences about

I was one of the out people. Many people tried to bully me. I wouldn’t put up with that, and I was big enough to repulse physical attacks, but it was still a number of lonely, unpleasant, and alienated years.

I grew 7 inches in 6 months, to 6 feet tall, at age 11-12. I entered the 7th grade a literal giant, towering over peers and teachers alike. I grew so fast my bones ached and I was hunched over like a question mark, with no other indicators of puberty besides my height. I was under 100 pounds, flat chested, all

I was bullied mercilessly in middle school. Rocks were thrown at me, I got called “she-man” because I was so tall, and at one point was left in the middle of the dance floor alone because asking me to dance was a dare (I still hate K C and JoJo’s “All My Life” because of this). I was very depressed and lonely.

It’s moments like this where I wish we could resurrect Jack Layton so there was at least a viable third option. 

I was once shaking out a towel in the bathroom and smacked my hand on the counter. Cracked a bone in my little finger.

I have broken - my foot, from tripping up a single step; two of my own ribs rolling off the bed during sex; two fingers trying to open a can of tuna; and my forearm after I tripped on a sidewalk.

Sorry but why isn’t this being treated more seriously?? If a man were openly masturbating in public, it would be treated for what it is - sexual assault. This woman deserves to be arrested not satirized.

Right? I mean, the woman collapsed on stage from “overheating.” Glass houses, Wendy.

Not to mention, she doesn’t look it, but she’s in her sixties.  That’s the point where breaking stuff really starts being concerning.  Some caution is warranted for safety’s sake.

Agreed. It’s less of a dress than a bedspread.

Please Don’t Masturbate Over Tom Hiddleston in Public

As someone who has spent a good amount of time onstage, the good news here is that the actors almost certainly had no idea what was going on. One, the lights blind you to almost everything. You really cannot see anything. And two, you’re trained not to look or pay attention. If there were a man openly exposing himself

That’s terrible. Your experience sort of reminds me one the one time I went with some friends to a Chippendale’s show. Many women (of all ages) were going buck wild. I’m not extremely familiar with how men behave in strip clubs but I know beyond all doubt that any men who acted like that around women strippers would ha

I broke my stupid hand because I was doing a goofy dance in my kitchen, brought my left arm up, and accidentally whacked my hand on the counter edge. One second of clumsy joy and I’m still paying for it two months later. Wendy can STFU.

I had the uncomfortable experience of having a woman masturbate in front of me before. It was at the height of David Tennant’s tenure as the titular Doctor on Doctor Who. I just happened to bear a more than passing resemblance to the man and I cosplayed at a convention. I got plenty of hugs and pictures taken but when