I know the feels. In high school, the dress code may as well have had a disclaimer stating "it's all fair game, unless you have noticeable tits. In which case, this dress code will be enforced."
I know the feels. In high school, the dress code may as well have had a disclaimer stating "it's all fair game, unless you have noticeable tits. In which case, this dress code will be enforced."
In my first few trips as a teenager, we constantly took photos of the fanny packs we saw. Totally disrespectful, and creepy of us, obviously. But I was 16 and the amount of fanny packs, rat tails, and people smoking in the designated areas while wearing the mouse ears was hysterical.
One thing I can take pride in with…
I'm happy and comfortable in my electric beliefs. I'm slutty when it comes to spiritual matters. I borrow ideas from here and there and it works out pretty well for me. I definitely have an aversion to groups because of the weird power dynamics. So instead I'm just like, "Ouu, isn't the idea of reincarnation cool?"…
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I think some people just really get off on power :(
If we're thinking of the same person, apparently he's been known to do similar things to other girls. He wasn't the one who did this to Amanda, but it was reported that he'd had online relationships with other very young girls like this.
However, I agree 100% that we need to be cautious about jumping the gun and…
This makes a world of sense. I was a HUGE reader growing up. When I watch TV shows or movies and the characters are one-dimensional, I get so pissed. I feel like the medium of literature did us so many favours in delivering us characters that could possess a million different traits in one person. You can understand…
"Bullying" and "cyberbullying" are such condescending blanket terms. It enrages me. This is harassment, pure and simple. Vice did some good reporting on this whole thing a little after it happened and they managed to uncover a ring of predators who do this to young girls then share the photos with their other pervy…
We watched this in Intro to Sociology! Such a fan :)
I'm always in awe when I see a curvy WOC's ability to fill out a pair of patterned leggings, high-waisted shorts, or coloured jeans. GORGEOUS.
Sincerely, white girl with a pancake butt.
I wouldn't say it's normal... like I've seen them tweak, add, or adjust makeup in the retouching. But it seems like they kept her face pretty bare with the intention of adding the makeup in during post-production.
That's too cute!
Totally guilty. We got the dog for company and companionship though, not as Intro to Child Rearing 101. I suffer from mental illness and having a little friend has always helped (I grew up with very affectionate cats.)
I'd never even owned a dog before and the first few months of her being a puppy turned me off of…
I think if it were me, I'd encourage every interracial family in the area to send a family portrait. Mostly because I think it would be hilarious for him to receive 100 unsolicited family portraits in the mail of people he doesn't know.
When we studied it in Intro to Sociology, the terms we used were "overt racism" and "discreet racism." I don't know that discreet racism is worse, but it's definitely more prevalent. It's harmful because the people who exercise it legitimately have no idea because it's ingrained into them so deeply. So if you ever…
Oh, man! That is a fantastic story and I'm sorry it didn't work! My sympathies for all the day-time television you missed out on that day <3
We have the same phone voice! But I was peeing my pants with nervousness every time I did it, haha.
That's genius!
I wish there was an app that would automatically add up and categorize every lie I tell in the course of a day. Guaranteed, a huge majority of mine would be non-confrontational lies. "Sorry, can't make it to your party! I just really want to watch Netflix and eat my weight in greek yogurt. Homework is kicking my ass."
I was a little Frank Abagnale Jr. I forged my parents signature from the time I was in grade 4 and I called my sick days in (as my mom) when I was in high school.