I don't understand why so many news outlets seem to be focusing on "be careful what you post on social media" as an issue. Maybe we should go with, "be careful not to fucking rape people, because then camera phones won't be your enemy!"

I saw a great Fcebook status about this the other day, by a charming 27 year old who still lives off of her parent's money while following her dreams of being a designer (so watching a lot of project runway and looking at Pinterest):

So I got excited for a second bc my BF 52 WEEKS older than me and then I realized it says months and got sad because now we have to break up.

I would bet my life savings (so around $800) that these charming boys come from religious families.

Every season of Sabrina the Teenage Witch is on Hulu Plus right now. I have found no reason to turn on my TV anymore.

Yep. I'm pretty sure this happens in MOST cases. It happened to me in high school, and as any rape victim does, I spent about six months blaming myself, not telling anyone, developing a drug problem, and becoming suicidal. I finally was diagnosed with PTSD and after a lot of therapy, some really excellent friends and…

I was just thinking about these the other day! She was the Nicholas Sparks of her day (but WAY better, obviously).

I mean, duh:

Teehee. Nocturnal Penile Tumescence.

So at the next Republican National Convention, some kind of Health teacher needs to go in and explain the whole sperm and egg process. Seriously, do they think when the body is "traumatized" from rape you start farting out eggs or something?

My parents are super into backpacking, and I was forced on many a trip as a child. When peeing over a tree and 'showering' in lakes, laydee wipes are pretty much the only thing that will keep you feeling so fresh and so clean clean. I also brought along those Olay makeup remover cloths to spongebathe with. I fully…

I see we are soulmates, and I am the trashier half: 4 ibproufen, 1 xanax, massive fountain diet coke, mac and cheese with a side of potato chips followed by a milkshake. And a nap.

Right there with you. I have a cutesy sounding last name, blonde hair, and unnecessarily large boobs. I cannot tell you how many times I have been told "you're so much smarter than you look!" What exactly do I need to "look" smart?

Yeah in a perfect world I'd say alert the media that this guy is a total creeper. However, the world blows and telling police/his fiance/ etc would probably result in more drama that she'd have to deal with. If it were me, I'd complain to my boyfriend and leave it at that. Hopefully he will do something else creepy…

I am completely guilty of not putting in effort to see suburban friends. I live in the same neighborhood in Chicago as all of my good friends. When one moves to a different neighborhood, especially one requiring more than one bus or train ride, suddenly you just don't see each other as much. And suburbs, absolutely…

I love oysters. Salty goodness. I don't know if I'd want to slurp down oysters and then slurp down some...yeah. I don't really know what kind of appetizer I'd want. I'm just going to stop thinking about this now. But let the record stand, I find oysters delicious.

Ham is the official sponsor of valentine's day now? I would have pegged it as more of an Oyster sponsored holiday. Or some kind of seafood at the very least.

Inspirational stories like this one really make me support the pro-lifers. This baby should totally be born.

I feel uncomfortable that we're reporting on national enquirer stories as fact now.