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Peeta practices his pole dancing moves
I’m literally dying in the car and my mom is silently judging me
Do we really have to take this?
A friend of mine was moving from her apartment. She asked me to look after some of her things. I agreed and not too long after she asked if her daughter Frances can come pick it up. I agreed and she came over with her boyfriend, who was also the father of her baby. I helped them carry the stuff down to the car, and during the whole visit exchanged possibly 10 words.
Next day I received these texts. I had to created a fiancee I didn’t really have in order for him to stop.
I never told my friend what her daughter’s boyfriend did. Now they are expecting a second child, so as you all see, there was no break up.
So Do we women really have to take this kind of attitude?
Do we have to invent things and people in order to be left alone.
I don’t want to have my titties banged.
I am not an easy lay.
I don’t deserve this.
Why do I go from being called “cute” “smart” and “pretty” in the beginning of the conversation, to “fatty” “bitch” and “ugly” in the end?
Reblog if you are against sexual harassment.
how do people like this actually exist what the fuck
The only thing that made him back off was the idea that you already had another man in your life.
The only thing that made him back off was the idea that you already had another man that owned you.
"women didn’t get the right to vote till 1920"
"what do you mea—?"
potential break up song by aly and aj is the realest shit ever put out god damn
Good. I actually remember being embarrassed asking for the boys toy in a Happy Meal the few times I got them as a kid, because it had been nailed in my head that my masculinity was something to hide and be ashamed of.