Maybe that is because I have only really engaged in bareback sex with the types of dudes who don’t fear HPV and whose diseases I don’t particularly fear, because the worst thing I can think of about most of them is the ensuing lifetime of awkward conversations, and the worst thing about that is that awkward conversations summon memories, and summoning bad memories every time you’re about to fuck a new person is no way to live, but, if you can smile and say (hypothetically!) ‘Hey, just so you know, I have [insert STD here], but I got them from this really hilarious guy who is still one of my best friends, so it was kind of worth it,’ before you do it with a new person, it’s almost nice. —
This is the type of thing that really infuriates me about Moe Tkacik and Jezebel. (via toomuchawesome)
1. I’m glad Moe is leaving. She’s a terrible writer. I never liked anything she wrote. She’s an idiot.
2. Seriously Moe? Seriously? HPV is the first “fearful” disease you think of? You have sex without condoms because you sleep with dudes who don’t fear HPV and “whose diseases I don’t particularly fear?” That doesn’t even make anysense. Newsflash: Remember herpes? And how that never goes away? And it’s fucking gross? Another newsflash: Remember HIV? And AIDS? And how people die from it because it’s not some fucking joke you brainless twat but something unbelievably, devastatingly serious?
It’s not my responsibility to make sure your feelings don’t get hurt, dudes. It’s my responsibility to make sure I don’t get diseases and die from acting carelessly with my life.
3. Also, Jezebel has fallen off like whoa.
(via britticisms)
I seriously wonder if Moe thinks she is being funny because instead she is being disgusting and senseless. While diseases run ramped, how can you have unprotected sex so you can avoid awkwardness? It’s not worth getting stds from anyone imbecile! Putting yourself at risk for AIDS is not worth it. Being careless and having unprotected sex doesn’t make you a feminist but instead stupid.
rosalyn:anjalouise: via g.photos.cx
Mami pero, maaaaaaami!
It is said that a man without a plan, plans to fail. Yes, we all heard it. But we also know that life gives us curve balls and when we least expect it, everything we had imagined, planned for goes away and we have to either start over or transition to something else. This has happened countless times in my life.
A current example is, I had planned to have a fun, lovely, adventurous summer and spend it with someone. Of course, the universe had something else in mind and I will be lucky if I see this person two more times before this summer ends. Yes, I know these things make us stronger and the third but we would be liars if we don’t say there is some disappointment.
Is it worth making plans in the first place? Or should we live in the moment and see where the wind takes us?
Why the fuck do people think it’s OK to talk to you when you are trying to fucking piss? I HATE it when you’re in the restroom at work and someone is talking to you from the sink while you’re trying to get your business done. I don’t want to talk to you in the FIRST FUCKING PLACE. I definitely don’t want to talk to you while I’m whiping my coochie.
Yes, I couldn’t agree more.
I’m selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control, and at times hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best. —
Marilyn Monroe (via whateverlolawants)
Sounds like she and I are kindred spirits.
The D-Bag Questionnaire « The Dating Lame -
via sarahchristine.snickerdoodle
So there was this guy I used to mess with and in the beginning when I told my friends, they were all like “oh, he’s a good guy”. Of course, it turned out quite opposite and according to this questionnaire, he had the following traits:
Yes, I was a loser for even giving the person a chance but I was naive then.
What’s the casting process? I want in. I want to be the semi-antisocial Puerto Rican roommate who sneaks late at night to drink, has phone sex in the bedroom with roommate pretending to sleep, not want to be cooperative with roommates wishes about me giving her more room space, disappear for a few days and inviting people to stay over at a moments notice.
Oh wait, that was my Sophomore year of college. Man that was an awesome year.
Next time you come to the city I want to do one of these. Yes, I might gross you out when we go but it will be glorious.
Besos,
M. Christine
It feels good to be in love again. His mom sounds like a bitch -
(via antikris)
He defended his wife from his mother! If I marry I want a man like that. The other loser I was with never defended me when his diluted mom talked crap. Which is reason #7 he’s in the garbage tin.