Again, the standard disclaimer applies: how random women in the world choose to present themselves is no business of mine; do whatever the hell you like with your head.
But if my opinion happens to matter to you, and if capturing my attention is a goal, then, well… get to growing.… Read the rest “What about girls with short hair?”
Your neediness isn’t in charge here.
Imagine that.
No.
Just… no. You sweet, stupid little fuck.
(I’m gonna say a bunch of things you already know, but maybe you’ll listen if I say it.)
Y’know what purging’s gonna get you, dummy? An ED and an ass just as fat as the one you started with.… Read the rest “Hello Mr. Bedtime. I’m a long-time follower, and I would scroll and edge my little brains out wishing I could find a man mean enough to have my best interests in mind. Well, I realized that I have to be pretty (and skinny) enough in order to even find a man to do these things, and so I have to start by holding /myself/ accountable. I’ve been working on my flexibility for a couple weeks, and today for the first time I am going to make myself puke! Thank you for motivating me to be the best me.”
I’m a tar pit more than a cage.
I’m not the thing that walls you in… I’m the thing that consumes you.
I love how girls will let you whip them and punch them and cut them and cuff them and burn them and drown them and chase them and cage them and use them and debase them, but if you even joke about tickling their stupid asses, it’s all “Excuse me sir, but you are a monster.”… Read the rest “”
A generation of hyper-sexualized twentysomething girls, talking about their lives while spreading their asses for the amusement of men, have done more to raise male consciousness of feminist issues than 60 years of ivory tower behavioral mandates and bellicose rhetoric.
Set the pussy free, Tumblr.… Read the rest “Just So We’re Clear, History Books…”
I want your workday life to look —and feel— serene. I want your time at the gym to be productive. I want your family to be proud of you. I want your stupid ass to get some sleep.
But inside? Between us?… Read the rest “I don’t want chaos.”
Aw, pookie! First, you’re the last person I’d trust to determine if you’re ugly. None of you girls can see clearly into a mirror.
And even if you are aesthetically unsatisfying, I assure you that there are men out there who aren’t even vaguely interested in whatever you have going on above your neck.… Read the rest “I’m so sad because all the men want a girl with a pretty face and I’m just plain ol ugly. I guess I’ll have to make do with the men with lower standards”
Woman who texted daily updates to late dad’s number gets response from a grieving man
Suggested alternative headline:
Make her struggle, and then shame her struggle.
She’s a girl. She knows how this shit works.
