In 2004, I was raped in an area of upstate NY where the rape crisis services were run by Planned Parenthood—as in, if you came to a hospital reporting a rape or sexual assault, that’s where they referred you for ongoing care. The staff at PP’s rape crisis center was incredibly kind and supportive to me. They gave me…

Almost tow years ago to the day, my on-and-off boyfriend of seven years committed suicide. We weren’t dating at the time, but it still hit me like a train.

I don’t know. As far as I’m concerned, there’s only one person that can play Jackie Jormp-Jomp...

I’m 36 and still suck my thumb consciously when I can get away with it (at home or with friends, you’d be surprised how many still suck fingers and thumbs), it’s great for zoning out a busy mind. I’m a fastidious hand washer because of it, so I guess that’s technically good.

I still say “oh god” when I’m having sex. I slip. What can I say?

I work for a big brand so I have a love hate with beauty bloggers. It’s great when they like a product of ours, and I love that makeup is so popular and women are really embracing it. On the flip side, a beauty blogger can’t give you a personally tailored, hands on experience like myself and other beauty advisors etc.…

No, assholes are why the red pill exists.

I mean, I addressed this to vapid, racist wingers like you. You seem to have read it, and yet you say the same stupid things you always say.

Yeah, how could anyone get that impression from you focussing on how she can change her shortcomings when she was abused? Reflect.

For shame. This is the most victim blamey piece of nonsense I’ve seen.