No matter how many bands you like, there will always be that one band who can never be replaced. The band that got you into all of this, that literally changed your life. Other bands may come and go, but you will always come back to that one band. The one that will always hold a special place in your heart.
No, coworker, if you want dis YOU BETTER COME AND GET DIS. I am NOT playing these stupid games. This is a contractual agreement with specific terms and conditions that WILL be adhered to by BOTH parties and backing into a corner of the store expecting me to blindly follow you so we can briefly make out while 10 OTHER EMPLOYEES ARE JUST AROUND THE CORNER is NOT one of those terms. And then you have the audacity to say I’M acting irrational. NO. NO. JUST NO. Let me tell you, anonymous coworker, I am not like other girls. I am in charge of this situation. Other girls may have fallen for your suavey-charms (and I do admire your abundance of suavey-charms), but I am no fool. You will continue to give me just enough of what I “want” for me to keep coming back for more. And then before I know it, I’ll be calling you begging and pleading for the D like it’s some kind of gift sent from the heavens to forgive me of all my sins and trespasses. No, anonymous coworker. I am smarter than that. I have been hurt before, and I will not let it happen again. YOU. WILL. COME. TO. ME.
"Getting a Job: Is there a Motherhood Penalty?" American Journal of Sociology, 2007 (via checkprivilege)
The answer to the question is yes.
women who had period cramps before pain killers were invented were metal as fuck let’s give them a standing ovation
A round of menopause.
It was a difficult period of history for everyone