Google. It is your friend.
Google. It is your friend.
lol ok
This gif is simultaneously horrifying and the saddest thing I’ve seen all week.
It’s amazing how few fucks I give about Labrie’s life being in shambles.
It’s not the best vibrator you could get, but it gets the job done efficiently.
nope
I just had this argument with someone. I was told that a soup requires the inclusion of broth. If there is broth, it is a soup.
I would like another version of this article, but featuring sandwiches.
If it’s not pink, I won’t know to put it in my vagina.
Do you... um... have something you’d like to share? That was disturbingly specific.
“Give me your number, so you can call me.”
Honestly, I would just let it go. This person isn’t actually interested in engaging or learning anything.
Oh, I see now. You’re a sadpants troll who got his feefees hurt because some lady wasn’t thrilled about you walking behind her for blocks. Gotcha.
Yeah, totally. I will continue to treat strange men like humans who, statistically, are more likely than other types of humans to hurt or attack me. Strange men do not deserve my kindness, or my “openness” to them. Fuck that noise. At the end of the day, my self-preservation is more important than your feels.
I went to a bachelorette party where we drank whiskey, went to play lazer tag, beat a bunch of children whose parents got mad and then joined the second game, and then all went back to the bride-to-be’s house and ate bagel bites.