swashfuckler
SwashFuckler
swashfuckler

If those words are dangerous, capable of inflaming suicidal ideation in susceptible populations, is it wise to reproduce them in length in a comment? What is gained by this, other than you expressing moral outrage at the cost of others’ mental health? Did you really ~need~ to spread those dangerous words to express

There are plenty of Jezzies who believe and who pray regularly. The empty offering of thoughts and prayers after a mass shooting when stricter gun laws are needed is why and when most of us bemoan “thoughts and prayers.”

After going through a 5 month dry spell, I figured Tinder was the way to go to get laid. The first guy I met up with ended up being a breakfast date and it was kinda hard trying to finagle sex into the equation after pancakes. It turns out he was also in NY for business and was flying back to LA later that day. Tinder

Any childless woman nearing thirty has been asked this question repeatedly by relatives, co-workers and random acquaintances, I can assure you. It’s essentially everyone’s casual reminder that you only have a few remaining years before your ovaries have passed their peak and your worth as a woman plummets.

Lucky there were abortions for which to pay.

I’m a long-term expat in Japan in my 30s that teaches tiny children. Last summer, I visited the UK, met a ton of cool people, musicians, etc. and clicked with some interesting people. This included a guy I met via a dating site. Fooled around once, but there wasn’t much to it he was friendly though, and took me

Summer before last, I had a fling with my high school boyfriend (we graduated 30 years ago). I was going through a separation and then reconciliation with my then-husband, who was an abusive ass, and the high school boyfriend (going through his own divorce) apparently deduced this from my FB photos. He reached out to

This is the same guy who writes about having an emotional affair with an older married woman at work. Different story, different burner, same writing. It's either a weird writing exercise or a kink.

You’re welcome.

So, I have two grown kids living with my husband and I. We all get along and it’s going really well, but they are not acting like great roommates. We all work and have different schedules. I’m trying to switch the house to one where we all work and contribute to the common good. I’m tired of being mom and don’t want

I’m with Okspace on this one. My family is very guarded, and you don’t bring strangers to our weddings / funerals. As I was reading your post, I couldn’t get past that he’s never met these people.

It would be a whole other story if your boyfriend had already been introduced and clicked with the family. 

You probably don’t want to hear this opinion, but here goes...

Let’s not discount the potential effect of this idea. If we get 100% buy-in from all of the empowered pro-choice feminists who happen to be the primary sexual partners of anti-abortion lawmakers, we could be talking about threes or even fours of people.

He’s not pursuing a relationship. The fact that it’s nonconsentual is what he finds so appealing. A lot of harassers get off on the fact that their behavior is unwanted, that it degrades, scares and humiliates the woman.  He’s a sexual predator not a flirt.

My fave use of fashion tape is for button-ups that gape (almost all button-up tops/dresses do on me for some reason). It’s sticky on both sides, so I just pop it on the fabric in between buttons where the gap is and voilà! My bra remains hidden from public eye.

As a high school freshman, I handed a note to my crush (who I had never spoken to) at the buses after school and then walked away. The note simply said “your hot.”

It is a charmingly peculiar mistake to make, honestly, to see them counting out $800 and think, “Oh, a profitable scooter ride venture!”

Heath Ledger helped me carry suitcases back in 2006, when I was leaving a hotel in NYC. I had an injured arm and the hotel staff weren’t really paying attention to the less-wealthy/non-white guests like my mom, sister and I. I didnt realize it was him until I thanked him profusely, mom offered him money and he said

When I was in college in the mid 80's, one of my floor mates was president of the Menudo fan club and she brought them back to our dorm after a concert. The older boys were running around flirting shamelessly with the college girls, but this one doe-eyed boy was much younger and obviously sad. My grandma had sent me a

I really enjoyed reading this, and I’m glad you decided to publish this despite the inevitable negative response. Just wanted to point out that it seems like the following sentence escaped editing: “While there’s comfort and beauty in the concept that our loved ones follow us from one lifetime to another, and I long