titania126
titania126
titania126

I do not wear my story on my skin. I carry my story within my body, my wish for a more peaceful center in the yogic stretch of my hips; my love and kindness in the soft touch of my hand, my anger in the muscles of my back that ripple as I hit the heavy bag over and over and over; my friendships and joys in the lines

Damn, yo. That’s embarassing. I am the “poor friend” in the sense that I am a journalist and my best friends are mostly management consultants/sales-y folk, but I’m not like, indigent. I don’t want my friends to pick up the check for me, I just don’t want to have to pay for their bottles of expensive wine that I

I am often one of the non-drinkers, and I thank you for your support. It sucks paying for something you literally didn’t touch. But you know what I make a point of doing? BRINGING CASH. If I only have to cover my food and everyone else is going to owe significantly more, I find it’s a lot easier for me to say hey,

Hahah one of my friends was into it suuuuuper early and sent it to me, and it was like, one of the versions that had barely been edited for spelling and grammar. I edit text for a living and couldn’t make it past the first chapter, it was making me so crazy-in-a-bad-way.

Oh no totally. But like, presumably they knew that before they married their girlfriends, right? Whereas suddenly cutting off something that had been a regular and accepted part of your sex life is less fair, methinks.

I am now wondering if some shithead billionaire has stipulated hair removal in a prenup somewhere and I BET THE ANSWER IS YES.

That’s what I hoped too! In the interest of specifics, I started getting Brazilian waxes when I was 15 and after 6 years (at the time) of monthly hair removal, the amount of hair that grows back had been pretty permanently reduced. I couldn’t actually grow a full bush if I wanted to; it wasn’t THAT bad. I also never

My college boyfriend and I once got into an argument about whether or not I *had* to wax when I missed a few appointments due to budgetary constraints, with him (poor foolish him) making the case that he then shouldn’t have to go down on me, because that was part of the bargain. Because that’s the only way I can

Ladies love WGH.

I mean, I don’t know why this particular person did it here, but we’ve used them at work for taking video of photoshoots, events, concerts, etc., and audio is a useful capability. It’s not like NO drone videos ever require sound.

I’m very sorry, and I hope you didn’t read my post that way. I strive to use the most sensitive language possible and was trying to learn—I genuinely wasn’t aware that it was an issue. I was just asking for my own edification, not implying any criticism.

Is this a thing in the suicide advocacy community? I’m genuinely asking, because I’ve never heard that argument made before. One can commit an error, one can commit adultery; it’s a fairly flexible verb that covers a wide range of meanings. It’s hardly exclusively used to describe something criminal.

She talks about that quite a bit in the article—ultimately not blaming the show, but questioning why the over-the-top dermatologist had to be based on a real person, instead of just making someone equally weird up. I recognized the character immediately (my former boss is actually namechecked in this article as a

Yeah. I can’t imagine that the kind of person interested in doing this job is the sort of person who would be any damn good at it.

Sure thing! That’s your right as an American! I’ll be on my merry, open-minded, thicker-skinned way now. Have a nice life :)

I’m not upset, dude. Just pointing out that there is more than one possible way for a woman to read this post, in the hopes that anyone reading this or any of the rest of Jezebel’s abysmally sex-negative writing where kink is concerned won’t think they’re alone out there. I personally don’t think “bitch” rises to the

Good lord, it must be hard to go through life that sensitive. But sure, I see your point. I just find sex-negative Jezebel so immature and short-sighted. I feel like many of the young writers here don’t realize that in their desire to call out men and the seamier sides of their desires, they’re often also calling out

The word “immigrant” is not in actual fact a slur. My great-grandparents were immigrants. So were the ancestors of most Americans. What cabin did your family have on the Mayflower that makes you think it is?

When I was a kid, our camp counselors used to tell us, “Don’t yuck my yum.” As in, if someone enjoys something (particularly something totally harmless), it’s uncool of you to ruin their fun just because YOU don’t enjoy it.

That would also be cool. There are a lot of things it would be cool to see change in the world.