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Permanent solution for a temporary problem. Happiness is a choice.

Actually, no. Kat's original article, from ROYGBIV, was shared on Jezebel by Rebecca Rose. The link on Jez clearly states that. Pay attention.

So... You don't think domestic violence has roots in misogyny? Do you think that a man's anger toward a woman, enough to abuse her or murder her, is the fault of the one woman? You don't think that maybe, just maybe, a man's anger at a woman is a direct reflection of how he feels about ALL women? If a man respected

What the actual fucking fuck, Florida?

Fucking Kinja! I did NOT hit publish! Aaaggghhh!!!

Hahaha! I had a roommate who would get really freaked out if cabinets were left open, so as a joke I would leave every single cabinet door open before I went to bed at night (as. Als she was usually out later than I up)

Call me a cynic, but I think he was laughing more at mom's giggle than his new found eyebrow powers.

When I asked my mom what a period was, she explained to me that it is when a woman pees blood. So, naturally, I thought that I would only have blood when I urinated.

Aaaagggghhhh!!! Kinja! Stoop!

Cats are born dominatrixes. We exist to serve them!

It's so disgusting. I consider myself a Christian, but I figure if Jesus died to forgive me for my anger problems, he also died to forgive the "sin" of being in love with someone who happens to be the same gender. These protestors forget that we are ALL sinners and that Jesus die for ALL people, not just the ones that

#NotAllFeminists are this angry

Let me clarify: I wasn't getting skeeved out about being hit on by a woman. I got skeeved out because she was there with her girlfriend, she was muuuuuuch older than my 15 years, and she was gross about it. Would've been just as skeeved had she been a much older dude visiting the restaurant with his s/o.

My first non-babysitting, on-the-books job was at Dairy Queen. I was 16. I got to eat all of the ice cream I made wrong. Life was good. I was on front register during my first week there when an older lesbian couple came in. I had my hand resting on the counter while ringing up their order. One of the women went to go

I live in Florida and a good friend of mine works for 911 in my county. She works through the Sheriff's Department. At least where we're from, they send out all units; there aren't separate agencies.

What the Florida?!

I LOVED Fifteen. It was so angst-y.

What the Florida! Fucking fuck! Florida!

Ha! Parent of a perfectly normal 13 year old who was talking to be about a CreepyPasta character named Ben, whom I had to look up. I recognized creepypasta only because of the stories about these girls. "Normal" kids DO find this stuff without parental assistance. Trust.

IDK, my ex-husband, although he doesn't DRESS like a goth, has goth-esque interests, and he's a fantastic father to our child (we co-parent). Plus there's this guy. While I don't know him personally, he made a kid-appropriate goth album so, I mean, that's cool. http://www.voltaire.net/