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@bizarreanjelica
Myth.
Only a myth cause you not THAT nigga^
You right⊠Lol
Iâm not THAT nigga.. For me the conversation usually goesâŠ.
Me: Wyd
Her: Just got out the shower
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Iâm all about making a woman feel so comfortable with me that sheâs eager to show me her body without me having to ask. She knows that Iâll appreciate & praise her for every inch of it. So you go ahead and be THAT nigga. Iâll be ME, nigga.
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her: Attachment: 4 images
*opens message â Images are 4 screenshots of funny shit from instagram.
Bella Hadid by Tyler Ford
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BLACK WONTONÂ
HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
i find it so sad that he smiles less and less as the years go on. this picture really is worth a thousand words. :(
I canât take this site
Tampons are a âluxury itemâ
Once I worked as an intern in the state capital. One of the representatives I worked for was this middle-aged guy. And he hated the tampon and napkin machines in the womenâs bathrooms. Hated them. He insisted that they werenât necessary.
I found out why after Iâd been working there, oh, about a month. My period started suddenly, as it sometimes does, and I asked to excuse myself to go to the ladiesâ room. He wanted to know why. I told him.
He started ranting about how lazy women were. How we wasted time. How we were so careless and unhygenic, and that there was no call for that. He finished by telling me that I certainly was NOT going to the ladiesâ room and that I was just going to sit there and work. He finished this off with a decisive nod, as if Iâd just been told and there could be no possible argument.
âIf I donât go,â I said in an overly patient tone, âthe blood is going to soak through my pants, stain my new skirt that I just bought, and possibly get on this chair Iâm sitting in. I need something to soak up the blood. Thatâs why I need to go to the bathroom.â
His face turned oatmeal-gray; an expression of pure horror spread across his face. He leaned forward and whispered, âWait, you mean that if you donât go, youâll just keep on bleeding? I thought that women could turn it off any time that they wanted!â
I thought, Â You have got to be kidding.
Several horrified whispers later, I learned that he wasnât. He actually thought a) that women could shut down the menstrual cycle at will, b) that we essentially picked a week per month to spend more time in the bathroom, i.e. to goof off, and c) that napkins and tampons were sex toys paid for by Health and Human Services. I didnât know the term then, but he believed that tampons were dildos. Which was why he and a good number of his friends considered them luxuries.
And thatâs how, at twenty, I had to give a talk on menstruation to a middle-aged married state representative who was one of my bosses. American politics, ladies and gentlemen.
Thatâs.., thatâs insane.
what the fuck did i just read
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God bless you Elan, you are my hero.