I think they honestly believe it. I think that coupled with the assumption that all women regret their decisions will result in a bunch of precious jeebus babies being saved before the second pill is taken.

That has been my confusion too. All I can think is that they’re hoping that a few women will take the first pill, go home, totally regret their decision and go back to the “doctor” for a dose of progesterone and keep their pregnancy*? Because they assume we all immediately regret our abortions? I really don’t know. It…

That’s true. I was only a hormonal teenage girl once. And I was expected to control my own behavior along with the behavior of the hormonal teenage boys around me.

bisexual remain something like ‘attraction to two genders’ and just use ‘pansexual’ for anything beyond that.

My school was similar but we still wore sandals (while they were allowed). My school was built for about 1000 students but when I graduated there was 1800. We also had a large staircase in the center of the school with half walls on the top floor that overlooked the flights. I’ve been told that they’ve since closed…

Holy balls, there’s too much to even keep track of.

Wait WAT?

Eh, flimsy reason. I’m sure way more fingers than toes got slammed in doors.

My high school’s explanation for that was literally: “Exposed shoulders remind people of exposed breasts.” They also banned overalls and all open toed shoes.

So where does a hemline have to fall in order for me to be taken seriously and receive higher levels of respect and equal treatment? Mid thigh? Knee? Mid calf? Ankle? Please, tell me the magic hemline length so the world stops sexualizing me! (Because we know that works so well in other cultures.)

If boys are so utterly distracted and rendered incapable of functioning at the sight of a navel maybe they should be put into a physical therapy program that will help them figure out how to control their neck and eye muscles. No one is compelled beyond their control to look at someone. Instead of teaching girls to be…

I just grabbed your comment and posted it as a quote to facebook for a stupid “But Jenner!!!” person.

Your uterus will burst forth with locusts and the Earth will be devoured.

Masturbation.

Mine killed all the bees.

No one will get near enough to me. My smell will burn the nostrils. I will survive by following these bands of roving fitter people and eating their garbage. They will consider me a smelly gelatinous non-issue. This is my parasitic dream!

I want to be a terrifying Frankensklay and live to 300 years old. Parts will fly off when I sneeze and the odor will be unpleasant. THIS IS THE FUTURE.

I’m a little ashamed that my first thought was, “Ooh, ham is good.”