wickedamygdala
butterfinger me to sleep
wickedamygdala

I lied - this is your last response from me. I rarely do this, bc people in your place don’t move until they’re well and ready to (or ultimately fed up with their lives) but do yourself a solid, mate, and give this a listen:

I’m only respond to your second sentence: You’re wrong. My father died in 1999. It took all of 2 months for shitty guys who were supposedly family “friends” to start hitting on my mother. I’d be in prison right now if any of them brought harm to her because she rejected them - because I am just that unapologetically

“doesnt mean theres something wrong with me”

You could be doing better things with your life right now. Forget this article in particular - is being crappy to perfect strangers - anonymously - really that much fun for you?

If other trolls who have publicly came forward and revealed they were almost all in a shitty place in their lives (and thus turned to

In short - men aren’t taught most of those things. Acceptable emotions for most American (and to a large degree - Western) men are only anger and aggression. Even happiness is to be neatly contained and not expressed often outside of sports or some other type of aggression-associated ‘win.’

I don’t think her comment was an unnecessary humblebrag. It’s an article about a woman who was sexually assaulted and then ignored by the men around her. The poster talked about how her mother protected her from that.

Including the detail that it was, specifically, modelling (and not say, competitive model-train

It’s just run-of-the-mill bragging of the “Well I can so what’s your excuse?” flavor.

...This from a current athlete and former strength coach.

...And for the record, powerlifting is for dummies who gave up on the flexibility and actual power requires to do Olympic weightlifting. (Yeah, I said it.)

Doooooooo eeeeeeeettt!!!

Then let us know how it goes, obv. Bc I wish I still had super religious friends to do that to.

That’s where I learned it too!!!! The word was so brilliant I forgot in what context I learned it...

I just saw it - thanks!

You are a saint amongst mere mortals. That being said, could you sling a copy my way also? I should not start this right before the beginning of spring semester, but, yolo.

I gotta say though, we’ve had assigned seating in theaters overseas for yers now - it’s been GLORIOUS, and it’s about damned time America got on board.

...Where did the letter-writer mention her level of involvement with other sex workers?

...wow.

Funny that you try and draw a parallel here. I am a guy who happens to have known where the clitoris is since about 22 years old. That alone earned me a LOT of clingy desperate texts after one night stands.

However, none - and I repeat NONE - of those young women stooped to the shitty level of calling me an asshole or

Lol - study it like SAT prep. High school seems so much more boring now in retrospect...

But I’m happy it helped - good luck!

OH! And I forgot - check out one of the experts in the sex field: Tristan Toarmino’s guide to Anal sex. I’ve never read it myself, but I’ve heard in person and media that she’s the most readable

No problem - there’s still some benefit from my inability to go to sleep at times!

I gotcha.
1) Get lube. Lots. Then get more. I prefer a pump bottle so you can operate it with one hand. That will prove it’s usefulness later... Also, buy an anal enema set. Yeah, it’s that time of your life. New doors opening everywhere (with lube, of course).

Speaking for myself and 2 past partners with whom I mutually delved into this - it’s a trust issue. Both women explicitly said they trusted that I would watch them for discomfort, stop when they were uncomfortable - even if I was massively turned on and rearing to go going. Once they had that trust - it allowed them

No lie, she is the journo that got me into watching cable news until she spent more time at CNNi and not guest commenting for CNN domestic.

Well, her and Christy Musumeci’s beautiful self...but I was a single undergrad. So that’s my excuse.