Or he’s just digging for that validation as the desirable man. You’re supposed to beg to “talk” so he can passively double-down on making you feel like shit because “you’re not the one, it’s the other one over here.”

I’ve recently come to the conclusion that men are the insane, crazy, manipulative, emotional, needy co-dependents the worst of them try to paint women as. They’re just hoping your need for commitment will override every other douchebag thing that happens.

My invite was so secret it looked like an opportunity to open a Mastercard account, so I threw it out.

Ugh Christ. As long as this bullshit persists, I’ll be going off on it.

“I’d like to invite President Harvey to eat in the cafeteria for one week,” Burton said. “I would love to see him live in the dorms for seven days straight. The school’s response isn’t a way to fix these problems. It’s a way to shut us up. It’s almost like resistance is futile.”

He’d go in that kitchen and throw it all on the floor.

Sometimes she sits on her butt.

It’s so bad. You want to laugh because it’s just a cat that’s probably now sitting in the corner looking at you, but... it’s done actual damage.

She only has a job because she gives right wing douchbags boners.

Once they realize these white boys just want a taste of black girls without going all in, they’ll get it. Or once they realize it’s just cool to date someone from the Obama family.

I was so confused by that uproar. Like, did they even read the books? The description is right there...

Good to see the votes of confidence. I like what I’ve seen from him, but also have caught wind that Jez has had it’s share of weirdos, so I was like... you know... maybe...

My cat is wonderfully salty and loves only me. She attacked my neighbor’s leg recently because I know she decided just like I did that he is truly a moron and we have no use for those. She sits in her cat tree and peers down on my guests, mathing the best trajectory to scare the bejeesus out of anyone sitting on the…

Ugly as sin.

I was going to say, why can’t she just be herself? But I guess this is what it looks like when someone doesn’t have a personality.

I’ll probably get roasted for this because I have no history here and I want to believe this person is legit because the other option is bizarre, but Mortal Dictata got me raising my eyebrows with some kind of SNS monologue a few weeks ago. I was reading through, thought it was way out of proportion the exchange he…

Also call me delusional, but I swear at least one troll is a “verified” commenter. I’m relativley new to this whole game, so maybe that’s obvious. But a recent very minor thing that happened when I tried to speak some sense to someone got me thinking this was some kind of rigged situation and there may be some…

I did have a thought/question. Do you think it is somewhat puzzling that even though your mother either fell in love with or got attracted enough to a black man enough to carry on a relationship with him, bear his child and co-parent for four years, she also somehow managed to, in the wake of the dissolution of…

I’ve tried Twitter on a few occasions and it’s never taken with me. Cesspool is the perfect word, and while there may be some people tweeting valiantly from the trenches, it spotlights more of what’s wrong with our society than right. Especially it’s hit-or-miss-mostly-almost-always-miss management of harassment.

That’s what Jeopardy is for!