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Oh man. This makes me laugh. This is what it's like to be in a grad program for the humanities. All the "well, actually, I'm not sexist, at all, I'm the least sexist person of all. Let me tell you about all of the male authors who are superior to every female author you mention though while perusing my woman-less

I'm 25. The idea of me dating a 17 year old is just....eww. They're so YOUNG! It'd be like dating a really awkward, moody puppy. Even the most mature 17 year old is still going through significant development. Their brains, bodies, and emotions aren't as mature as mine. And thinking back to myself at 17? I would

This is some nasty shit. :/ It IS weird for a 25 year old to date a 17 year old. Why shouldn't she be able to say that? Because she was a stripper? Fuck, man, come on.

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The best-ever British teen show?

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Yeah Ariana Grande, get back to me when you can sing a fucking chord (which Lalah Hathaway starts doing below at 6:00):

I actually think Ariana Grande is quite talented and has a good voice; I just don't enjoy what she does with it. The My Uncle Says I'm a Very Sexy Baby aesthetic doesn't really work for me.

Woman poses, picture is chosen for cover, woman is scrutinized instead of the publication.

So everyone, answer me this:

Did HANNAH DAVIS decide which photo ended up on the cover? Did she make that call? Or did she just, you know, show up, do her job, and then someone chose that photo?

Did HANNAH DAVIS think "Yeah, I think I'll pull my bathing suit down a little, that is an idea I am having personally" or was

If a child crying for a minute is a sign they should be left home then toddlers should just never appear in public, ever.

I used to work at a strip club in Dupont Circle D.C. that was a block away from the utterly fantastic Kramerbooks & Afterwords, a 24 hour bookstore and cafe.

I made my husband think our baby was going to be a girl, when I knew I was having a boy.

I eloped when I was 19 to a boyfriend I had only dated a month. I didn't tell my parents and just said we were moving in together. A month later I deeply regretted it and filed for divorce. It took two years to finalize and I had already started dating my now husband during that period. I didn't tell any of my friends

There is a rather amazing degree of pettiness displayed by older men, particularly in the media, that I very much enjoy. Maybe it's because I like seeing men display the exact behaviors that are almost solely attributed to women...

I like to describe shade, when done well, as a single drop of poison in a jar of honey. It is the insult you THINK you've been given but can never be quite sure of.

In Regency romances, the drawing rooms are littered with dukes, when in actuality they were, and are, quite rare. Billionaires are modern-day dukes.

I am so happy that you got out of this relationship. Thank you for sharing your story, I wish you nothing but happiness in your future.