babe. u still mad
The woman lay next to her husband on the too-firm hotel bed. The ceiling filled her view, warping as the television flickered at the foot of the bed, silent and bright. She was uncomfortable and nauseous; not the kind of nausea that you read about that settles quietly into a pit in your stomach, but the kind of nausea that clambers out of the pit and uses your esophagus to do it, up past your tongue and lips and teeth and out. She waited quietly.
Squidward kept this shit real
That is going to haunt them forever
female privilege is feeling unsafe literally everywhere you go and men getting personally offended by you feeling unsafe
Bachelor buttons. Thank you, Sara! This was so much fun to do.
The six Canadian team logos who missed out on the playoffs reimagined.