Also: nervously staring back at a guy for staring at me because I'm worried they're trying to steal my bag or iPhone or simply because it's at night and I'm on the subway and it's scaring me while they're like- DOESN'T MATTER HAD EYE SEX
Also: nervously staring back at a guy for staring at me because I'm worried they're trying to steal my bag or iPhone or simply because it's at night and I'm on the subway and it's scaring me while they're like- DOESN'T MATTER HAD EYE SEX
>>'if I catch a guy talking to my boobage, I look at his dick really really really obviously and creepily the whole time.'
I'm smuggling around watermelons (FF's) and if I catch a guy talking to my boobage, I look at his dick really really really obviously and creepily the whole time. I think I learned that trick from the jez comments, and it does not disappoint. Not my fault that clothing that is comfortable shows that I have large…
I always wished the next line read:
of course not. If women get hungry, then they eat food. and when they eat food, then they get fat. and when they get fat, then all the boners get sad.
Jane Austen knew what's up.
As a woman, I have misread plenty of romantic interactions in this way (not negating that men might do that more than women - not like I know any better than researchers) - but I have gotten sad and felt shitty about myself as a result. I know that it probably feels similar when that rejection happens to a man, but I…
There was this guy today at the cafe, where we were the only two people in the room, and he kept on staring at me, while I was eating, doing homework, and using the phone. And as I was using Tinder, I saw his profile, it was quite racially charged and full of fetishization (think confederate flags, Yellow Fever,…
"I am not now to learn,'' replied Mr. Collins, with a formal wave of the hand, "that it is usual with young ladies to reject the addresses of the man whom they secretly mean to accept, when he first applies for their favour; and that sometimes the refusal is repeated a second or even a third time. I am therefore by…
Way harsh, Tai.
True, John Mayer. But only because the phenomenon you're describing is not compassion but empathy, you colossal fucking grade-A sophomoric doofus.
Like all the suicidal workers at his factories in China were just THAT PASSIONATE about slaving for seventeen hour shifts and being paid pennies. Jobs was a flaming asshole.
I'd just like you to know that I've read this whole thread, you seem to be perfectly normal (not a serial killer) and know what you're doing, and really love this woman. I support you 100%
I basically think that a black person could find a cure for all cancers while simultaneously negotiating lasting peace in the Middle East and the people of north-central PA would be like, "yeah, but his mom was probably on welfare and he got his medical degree because of affirmative action which is REVERSE…
Aw, this is fabulous! I hope she gets herself something nice too, because honestly—was she chosen as a POSTER CHILD for cliche, shitty jobs? Like, she works at McDonalds: ok. She works at Walmart: ok.
BUT BOTH?
Girl. You deserve every cent of that. Every GD cent.
I love the colour, I love the top, I love the pairing with the shoe colour but I am never, ever, ever going to be ok with a mini skirt with a balldress-skirt-curtain.