Aw, did a woman break up with you and are you mad at all women...? It's a poem about something, you frightened rabbit; not a Big Bad Scary Feminist Coming To Get You.
@1445515801@twitter And she wrote about her interpretation. It's a piece of literature, not a polemic about rape. That's how I read it anyway.
Why does she pretend she doesn't want to say that she's going out with James Deen whilst totally saying that she's going out with James Deen?
I find both advices very mired in judgment. LW1 needs to let her ex go and deal with the fact he changed his mind about her, not write him off as a dick who's inevitably headed for divorce. Who's to say the friend's little sister isn't the love of his life? She's better off, but because he didn't want to stay with her, not because she's amazing and he's hopeless. He had the right to end the relationship.
And why shouldn't LW2's girlfriend's sister be encouraged and supported to raise her baby without all this talk of rage, regret and sorrow? She's 23, not 13. It's been done before. His girlfriend should gets some counselling over whatever this has triggered in her, and be nice to her sister. No-one's life is over.
not that pretty. oops, that was a sort of counter-productive response wasn't it?
concerned maybe generally excellent Emily Gould mistaking (or misgiving) meaning of word 'opaque'?
This is a posthumous post because at the line 'The difference between twenty-five and thirty-eight is that, at thirty-eight, when a strange man says he wants to have sex with you, you feel grateful', I died.
It is horrible his child died, but he is an arse. Also, the phrase is 'I could NOT give a shit.' 'I could give a shit' makes NO SENSE.
Looking at that Vanity Fair cover, Johnny Depp should be more worried about The Bukkake Of Photoshop.
It's either creepy as fuck or really quite innocent. Reminds me of being at school and getting collective crushes on boys we didn't know and creating fantasy lives for them and reporting to one another if we saw them and what they were wearing. If we'd had blogs we probably would have done it online. (But it was the past.) (And we would have used codenames.) (Because we didn't usually know their real names.) (Or we gave them names we thought were cooler than their real names, like - FOR SOME REASON - Jeremy.)