What if all women were bigger and stronger than you? And thought they were smarter? What if women were the ones who started wars? What if too many of your friends had been raped by women wielding giant dildos and no K-Y Jelly? What if the state trooper who pulled you over on the New Jersey Turnpike was a woman and carried a gun? What if the ability to menstruate was the prerequisite for most high-paying jobs? What if your attractiveness to women depended on the size of your penis? What if every time women saw you they’d hoot and make jerking motions with their hands? What if women were always making jokes about how ugly penises are and how bad sperm tastes? What if you had to explain what’s wrong with your car to big sweaty women with greasy hands who stared at your crotch in a garage where you are surrounded by posters of naked men with hard-ons? What if men’s magazines featured cover photos of 14-year-old boys with socks tucked into the front of their jeans and articles like: “How to tell if your wife is unfaithful” or “What your doctor won’t tell you about your prostate” or “The truth about impotence”? What if the doctor who examined your prostate was a woman and called you “Honey”? What if you had to inhale your boss’ stale cigar breath as she insisted that sleeping with her was part of the job? What if you couldn’t get away because the company dress code required you wear shoes designed to keep you from running? And what if after all that women still wanted you to love them?
by For the Men Who Still Don’t Get It, Carol Diehl. (via jaimelannister
(Source: ashemo, via esfome)
Anonymous : Tsss. Cómo estarán los tuyos! A bajar con besitos desde el cuello, a recorrer tu espalda, a que te de vergüenza mirarme a los ojos, a mover paredes y a romper cobertores. No te demorís mucho no más <3
Y si inventamos posiciones fletas nuevas? Viendo Daria por ejemplo? Jajsj aweoná anda a leer
Anonymous : Pucha, fallé. Segunda oportunidad: sus besitos en el cuello, sus agarrones en la camioneta, sus bessssos bajos. No hay nada más rico que eso. Definitivamente me mata -.-
Y vay a bajar con besitos desde mi cuello? Jajaj no estaría malo su rmbr más adelante ah. Que dirían tus followers de leer cosas como estas provenientes de tu mente.
Anonymous : La pared te echa de menos </3, y dice que donde hubieron 4 pueden haber 5 :*
Oye que erís fome, me esperaba algo más entrete. Como que me dieran ganas de volver a empujarla.