Don’t teach your sons not to hit women.
Teach your sons not to hit anyone.
While we are on the subject don’t teach your daughters not to get raped, teach your sons NOT to rape.
Right so my ‘lose 5 pounds a week plan’ suggests having ‘on top’ sex every night so yeah, who’s game
Had an enriching conversation with somebody today.
Somebody from work, she was asking some questions and we were having a weirdly deep chat behind the old cheese counter.
And she was all like ‘GIRRL wot u evn doin’
I admitted that i fucking hate being told what to do, it’s all about reverse psychology with me. IT WILL WORK, I am that simple to work out, unless I have my heart set on something and then I’m like a dog with a bone.
we laughed and the moment passed, but now i’m feeling all black like ‘HEYLLLL NO’ how did I let things pass so easily? and thank god I was like ‘i aint taking no shit from nobody todaaay’ and was like a strong independent woman. YE
over n out
TAKING THE MOMENT TO APOLOGISE TO ALL MY TUMBLR FOLLOWERS WHO ARE PROBABLY GETTING ANNOYED WITH ALL MY YOUNG ME PHOTOS BUT I’VE ONLY JUST DISCOVERED THEM. SO BARE WITH, BARE WITH.
If any of us become famous painters, film makers, photographers, illustrators, et cetera, we have to hide lemons in all our works. It’ll be our inside joke and it’ll confuse historians for centuries, okay? Okay.