I'm 43 and have 4 kids and an IUD and if my period is late I'm freaking the fuck out because I swear I can get pregnant if my husband so much as hands me a glass of iced tea. I feel like he breaths on me and I'm pregnant. I want menopause so god damn bad. This story is my nightmare. She is going to have a 13 year old…
Spacecasie
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Since this is the internet and therefore a safe space for sharing our innermost secrets... I read the original.
I. Fucking. Hate. Manslpaining.
My husband likes to critique period pieces weaponry and military clothing. My response is always “NOBODY CARES”
I am struggling to think of something I would enjoy more than watching Downton Abbey while trading barbed commentary with the Queen.
As maids of honors and brides maids, our job is to fill the shoes we don’t want our mothers to be in, including getting a little too close to the chubby male stripper who tries really, really hard. I miss you, chunky cowboy man. I miss you.
And what I can’t stand is when my fellow polys waft out of the woodwork cooing “Oh, but you don’t know what you’re missing! It’s subliiiiiiiimmmeeee!”
UGHHHHH my eyes melted out of my face when I read that then my face melted off of my body then i died.
Like, whatever I guess, they’ve been married for 20 years and obviously this dynamic works for them. It makes me knee-jerk grossed out to read these comments now, but there are a million kinks and relationship types and preferences I will never understand, nor do I need to.
I can’t wait to see my first FB Nay-Sayer. My finger is poised and ready over the unfriend button.
It’s funny because no one ever talks about how men have daddy issues and there’s lots of them. But of course we’re supposed to believe that men can overcome anything and women are fragile messes if they don’t have a strong male figure in their life.
You know what would make me forgive GQ for this? If they shot an identical version with Taylor Kitsch straddling Colin Ferrell.
Even as a grown ass adult woman I still measure all of my dresses and skirts to make sure they’re longer then my longest finger when my arms are down at my side.
Yo if it meant that I could have sex with Zoe Saldana I would grow ten thousand stupid ass beards I would cover myself in beards all the beards everywhere
Oh he’s definitely a subscriber:
“And if you pause here, you can actually see his heart break.”
The story about the cancer-free anniversary “date” is one of the most pathetic things I’ve ever read. That’s some Ralph Wiggum/Lisa Simpson shit right there.
Man! I feel like a woman (who only makes 78 cents per every dollar a man makes)!
Lifelong skinny woman here.