While cruising our twitter page, I saw someone had posted something to the tune of, “Don’t tell me size doesn’t matter when there’s no 3 inch, curved vibrator.”
You were born kicking and screaming. Please don’t let life take the fight out of you that you were born with.
Yesterday was the 6 year anniversary of my mothers death.
I handled it alright. Took car of my dad. Went to work. Talked to friends (but not about her). Didnt cry as much.
Every year it gets harder to talk to people about it. Its more or less, me just trying to be normal enough for my dad to have a rock to lean on.
And i get a pat on the back for being savvy.
I’ve made a mistake
All my checks will…
bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce.
Seagrams poppin’ in our refrigerator, $5 for 4 bottles and I save ‘em for later. I got: ramen on the left [left], pizza on the right [right], and a free month on netflix so we stay turnt up all night.
i dedicate this comic to the teacher who pulled me out of class in middle school to tell me my bra strap was showing and that i needed to get a jacket to cover it up so that i didnt distract the boys
dedicated to all teachers, school administrators, parents, dudes, dudettes, random ass strangers, politicians and dogs who think that is a woman’s duty to ensure that men aren’t ‘distracted’
When you walk into a restaurant and pick a random spot to plant your ass without talking to a single employee, don’t be surprised when no one drops everything they’re doing to run over to you and kiss your hand. Like all the servers are going to run over each other trying to get to you being like…