i hit my coworkers shoulder lightly and he was like “you’re going to make me cry like a girl” and i was like “what’s wrong with being a girl?” and he was quiet for a moment then he looked into the distance and whispered “the social standards they’re forced to live by”
I hate when adults try to argue for school dress codes like “oh we’re preparing you for the professional world” like uhm no???? if you were preparing us for that our dress code would be pencil skirts and blazers and dress shirts not no short shorts or 4 finger wide tank top straps like please stop
Why is it men always want to turn the extra room into a man-cave?
Screw you I’m turning that room into a lady cave. I’m going to go in there and read romance novels, crochet, preform witchcraft, scrap book, pet a cat, worship satan, and complain to my friends that you’re not satisfying me sexually. You can go fuck yourself.
This post haunts me.