noiresque
Noiresque
noiresque

There's no such thing as karma. The universe does not correct itself magically just because we want it to. Unfortunately, bad people get away with shit all the time. there are assholes right now in the Hamptons enjoying the shit out of all the money they made by tanking the world economy in 2008, while the people

Yet, some of this "purity" crap seems based in legitimate concerns about the sexualization of young girls (I'm thinking of "sexy" Halloween costumes, cleavage-baring Disney characters, and a host of other creepy innovations of the past decade or so). While I agree 100% with your statement, this issue makes me want to

The sad part is, this tool could have prayed about it. God could've answered with something along the lines of "hey, moron, stop thinking about a 7th grade girl going through puberty, quit working around children, and get professional help!" and he would've been all "yeppers, I better make her quit the team. Because

You could share this on your Facebook and break down why this is absolutely disgusting and about men wanting to control women's bodies and has nothing to do with Christianity, but more about adult men creeping on little girls. They need to hear some dissenting opinions especially from adults. This way you're not

Why take blame for your inflexibility yourself? Just pass it off on God! Then HE'S the thoughtless one! Boom! Done!

A 12 year old boy could have impure thoughts about linoleum in a burka, much less a girl. It always amazes me how the solution is always to make girls do something ABOUT boys, rather than boys take responsibility for themselves.

I can't remember who said it: "Nothing is so tragic as the death of a beautiful woman."

I am very happy to hear it, too. Lovesickness can be a genuine sickness. Studies have shown that the parts of your brain that hurt after a breakup - and the degree to which they hurt - are comparable to having broken bones. Broken bones. After my last breakup, it took months and months (years, really) to get through

My partner is Romanian. I know plenty of them, I'm learning the language and I have spent time in the country, so I'm well aware of the linguistic origins and cultural history of the nation, thanks.

I think you are both wrong, or right, really. The term Latino in the USA is derived from the Spanish Latinoamericano, or Latin American in English, so it refers to people of Mexican, Central, or South American descent will call themselves Latino. Or are called Latino as a group. Generally, people identify themselves

I don't have a huge stake in this debate and I'm too tired to care much, but I like that orchidhunter insisted every Romanian they know speaks Latin. In church? Sure.

Ramón Antonio Gerardo Estévez, Emilio kept the family name, Carlos changed his to Charlie Sheen to ride pop's coattails. Just one more reason Emilio is the far superior brother.

Which is incorrect. The actual definition of Latino is a person from Latin America, and is regularly misused to describe Hispanic. It takes 10 seconds to google Latino for the correct definition.

many many Latinos are white.

Here's two :) Also, I don't think praise gets any higher than praise from Julie Andrews.

Well, actually, Sheen's father was from Spain And hos mother was from Ireland. Hispanic, yes. Latino, no.

Iris was a relative of mine. I continue to live with a fear that someone else I know will choose to end his or her life and I know that so many share in the same. Mental illness is a vicious creature. To portray these women at the point of no return— and only according to Vice's artistic direction, no less— puts the

"Last Words" for a piece that doesn't include any words of these authors? Whose terrible idea was that?

I can't fathom how black the depths of my rage would be were someone to turn my father's suicide into a fashion spread. My mind can't even begin to wrap around how intensely wounded I'd be by something like that. I wish someone could take the greatest moments of despair, pain, and degradation in the lives of those

I know... this makes me want to cry. Horrible.