I wish I wasn’t white so my opinion would be valid on this site
i wish i wasn’t black so my life would be worth something in this country
LMAOOOOO YOU FAKE ASS BITCH IM DYIIING YOU THOUGHT YOU HIT ANON
this person has “are you a model?’ in their FAQ
so let me get this straight. anti-choicers took $500,000 dollars worth of pennies and sealed them in a glass case as a “memorial” to “victims” of abortion. i’m going to say that again. these people have locked away $500,000 dollars as a “tribute” to dead blobs of cells instead of donating that money to actual living breathing children who don’t have basic necessities or homes.
anti-choicers are incredible
my local Ahmadiyya mosque, the largest in Europe gave a non-Muslim woman £10,000 for her adopted son, who has cerebral palsy, to fly him out there and have a life-changing operation to help him walk despite not knowing either of them
but you don’t hear about things like that because the British media are too busy demonising the British Muslim community as extremists, terrorists, sexists or paedophiles
if you started liking arctic monkeys after AM came out i don’t like you
indirect to every arctic monkeys “”“fan”“” at my school
God forbid someone isn’t fortunate enough to be introduced to a band until a v successful album is brought to their attention which they connect to and like and then discover all the music they’ve missed from them. wow sorry people are introduced to bands at different time periods.
It sucks when someone you have feelings for doesn’t share those feelings; it happens to women all the time, too. We hear “I just want to be friends” and “you’re like one of the guys” and “you’re like a sister to me” just as often. But you’ll never hear a woman complain that guys just don’t appreciate a Nice Girl because we’re taught it’s our own fucking fault when we’re rejected—we aren’t pretty enough or thin enough or sexy enough, we weren’t sexual enough or were too sexual, we put out too much or too little or too soon or not soon enough, we didn’t wear our hair the right way or our skirt the right length, we’re “too tomboyish” or “too butch” or “too feminine”, or we’re “not their type”, or we’re otherwise not good enough in various ways to entice the man to grace us with his affection.
But when we’re not interested in someone, we’re vilified. We’re the bitch that lead them on, the bitch who let them buy us dinner but didn’t want to date them, the bitch who doesn’t appreciate a nice guy, the bitch they were nice to and then got nothing in return from.
And, frankly, fuck those people. Showing interest in me, being friendly with me, getting close to me, or eating a meal with me (even if they paid for it) doesn’t obligate me to open my heart or my legs. And anyone who doesn’t appreciate my friendship sure as hell doesn’t deserve my love or my pussy."