February 2012
92 posts
Woman: Can I have birth control?
Government: No.
Woman: I got pregnant because I didn't have birth control and I don't want the fetus. Can I have an abortion?
Government: No.
Woman: I gave birth to my child but since I wasn't expecting it, I can't afford daycare. Can I have help paying for it?
Government: No.
Woman: Well, why can't I have birth control?
Government: Because. Sex isn't for recreation.
Woman: It can help regulate my period and benefit me in other ways.
Government: Too bad.
Man: For no reason other than for recreational sex, may I have birth control?
Government: Do you have a penis?
Man: YES, YES I DO!!
Government: WELL HOWDY, VALID CITIZEN. You can buy condoms by the dozens. Here, here's a pack of special condom for "His Pleasure." Oooh, these come in different colours and flavours. Here, try these. They have ribs on them. And this one glows in the dark!! LOL OMG DICK LIGHTSABER!!
Government: But seriously, you're a man. You can do what ever you want.
Woman: But-
Government: Shut up, you sinning, freeloading hussy.
Dear lovely and beautiful boy,
Stop it. I have a boyfriend, who I adore. So stop asking about me and generally being wonderful. ‘Cause you have a girlfriend and I have a boyfriend and it’s not fair.
Love,
me
goslinger asked: oh thats weird... i linked to a photo from a longgg time ago. maybe if i submit it will show up?
goslinger asked: omg are these yours? /post/13988960389
I am not ashamed to admit it. I want my mom. I want her right now more then I’ve ever wanted anybody. I just want a hug from her, and for her to pat my shoulders and to tell me that everything is going to work out for me in life. I just… I miss her.
Dear DUMBASS boyfriend.
No, I will not tell you why I’m mad. Just know that I am. You can figure it out. You can show some goddamn initiative and figure out that I don’t like/want/need to be the one who always starts things. Why do you think that I’m always on your floor? Cause you won’t take enough goddamn initiative to come to me. It’s like you don’t even...