Potty Mouth

oxfordcommaforever:

iammyfather:

politijohn:

If your employees live in poverty, you have NOT created jobs, you have decided to capitalize on their misery to make you more money.

^^^

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manlethotline:

being an adult and buying your own shit is so weird i don’t understand why anything is priced the way it is. why did my tattoo cost 8 toothpastes? why does a pair of socks cost a sandwich but a fancy dinner costs a whole jacket? why is book the same cost as 2 bag frozen vegetables? nothing makes sense i just wanna steal.

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2jam4u:

one part of the male gender role I can’t stand is thinking that being irritating and pissing women off is funny???? every man I’ve met thinks that’s hilarious and gets mad when I’m not into it. like why did no one teach them to shut the fuck up

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the-real-daphne-blake:

the-real-velma-dinkley:

the-real-rupaul:

the-real-rupaul:

Do you ever just touch your face and think “there be bones in me skin”

Ignore me I’m on ketamine

I wish I had bones

I wish I had ketamine

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lilvintagedollie:

I used to pray for things like cancer to take me away so I can finally die. I would eat like shit because I was going to kill myself anyway. I would stay in my bed for days and never cry because crying is for pussies. I let myself be my family’s emotional punching bag. I tried to cut myself but it hurt too much. I starved my body so I could have something to look forward to. I stopped talking to my friends but got even sadder when I realized they never talked to me first. I took two hour long showers but didn’t even wash my body. Spent way too much time staring at walls. I would punch parts of my body until I bruised up just to see if I could even still feel anything. I purposefully peed on myself to see if I could still be embarrassed. Stared at my reflection but the person didn’t look like me, that’s not me I’m not even real. My migraines took over my body. Stopped seeing the doctor. And here I am now, I’m not better, I’m still abused by them and myself, but the sheer hope of a future is the only thing keeping me alive, and for now that’s enough.

beachdeath:

did you know that harvard spents $100 million per year hiring a team of elite investment advisors to manage their endowment, which sounds like a lot of money until you realize that harvard’s endowment is $30 billion, and this crack team of investors manages to give harvard a stable rate of return on their investments of around 10% per year, meaning that harvard pays .03% of their endowment in order to earn $3 billion per year? did you also know that harvard’s dining hall workers had to go on strike two years ago because they earn $33,000 a year and they couldn’t afford to eat or pay rent or feed their families or go to the doctor

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tarot-sybarite:

lettersfromeleanorrigby:

aria-jane-cherry:

jennikeatts:

w0rldweaver:

soloveitchik:

pbrim:

iammyfather:

nerdymouse:

lesbwian:

Shout out to all my straight sisters I’m so sorry 😞

Jesus, leave his ass.

We learn fast to be very kind and attentive, tho.

My mom, who got her degree in Marriage and Family Counseling when she was 60, says studies show that women will sometimes sometimes leave a long term relationship to live on their own for a while before seeking a new relationship, but men will almost never leave a long term relationship without having a new relationship either in progress or just beginning.  They don’t want to give up the caretaker they have without another one on deck or in the wings.

This is so sad

This isnt cute or quirky. This means hes a fucking hopeless user

Please date a man who actually acts like an adult.

Ok I lived with my ex for 2 years and he literally wouldn’t be able to get his own food if I wasn’t at home, I’d get home from work and he’d be angry at me for “making him starve”

My current partner has lived on his own for 8 years and the absolute most I have to help him with is maybe sending him $20 so he can make a bill payment on time

It made me realise for 2-4 years I wasn’t a girlfriend I was a fucking mother

Men who have been independent are capable of reverting if given the slightest excuse. When we married, my ex husband was 10 years older than me and had lived on his own for 8ish years. Yet (and I allowed this until I finally got fed up and took us to counseling) I did 80% of the cooking, because I was better at it. Same with the cleaning, shopping, social planning, etc.

After I left, in the first six months I got texts or calls asking me to please tell him:

• The online banking password (dude, I left you, you should really change that)
• Where I ordered his special-wecial organic underwear
• Where the good cutting board was (my dad gave it to us at our wedding, genius, I took it with me along with the rest of the stuff from my family)
• What brand butter we bought
• What brand of local kielbasa we bought
• Who his doctor was
• What RMV office had the shortest lines
• Where the old tax returns were (in the fucking box labeled tax returns)
• The phone number for his best friend

I shit you not.

Then he had a heart attack (mild) and none of his family or friends were around to take him to the hospital. But instead of calling 911, he called me, who by then lived 45 minutes away. He lived 5 minutes from an EMS dispatch location. He called me, despite the fact that he didn’t believe me 8 months prior when I was feeling suicidal and I had to call a cab to go alone to check myself into the hospital for a 72-hour hold. I told him to call 911, hung up on him when he whined about “making a fuss”, called 911, called his siblings and then texted them “your brother is having a heart attack, I called 911 for him, come home,” and washed my hands of it.

Emotionally vacant men who won’t do household labor or emotional labor are not Nazis, but they aren’t good people, either, and you don’t have to put up with their shit.

Millennial women of Tumblr, please read this post.

And then please: make the decision for yourself to never stay with a man who expects you to be his mother and servant.

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