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        clover11-10:

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allthefandomss:

that-catholic-shinobi:

gahdamnpunk:
American Girl stories were the best tbh

Dude, read the books, she and her mom freed themselves in Book 1. We donโ€™t disrespect American Girl in this house 


Donโ€™t you dare disrespect Addy, or any of my girls for that matter. American Girl used to be legit. Good stories, good dolls, good movies. 


Felicityโ€™s story was set in the beginnings of the American Revolution, and addressed the conflict that she faced when her loved ones were split between patriots and loyalists. It also covered the effects of animal abuse, and forgiving those who are unforgivable. 
Samanthaโ€™s stories centered around the growth of industrial America, womenโ€™s suffrage, child abuse, and corruption in places of power. Also, it emphasises how dramatically adoption into a caring family can turn a life around. 
Kitโ€™s story is one of my favorites. Her family is hit hard by the Great Depression, and they begin taking in boarders and raise chickens to help make ends meet. Her books include themes of poverty, police brutality, homelessness, prejudice, and the importance of unity in difficult times. 
Mollyโ€™s father, a doctor, is drafted during the Second World War. Throughout her story, friends of hers suffer the loss of their husbands, sons, and brothers overseas. Her mother leaves the traditional housewife position and works full-time to help with the war effort. They also take in an English refugee child, who learns to open up after a life of traumatic experience. 
American Girl stories have always featured the very harsh realities of America through the years. But theyโ€™re always presented honestly, yet in ways that kids can understand. They just go to show that you donโ€™t have to live in a perfect time to be a real American girl. 


Dont you fucking dare disrespect the American Girls in my house. ESPECIALLY Addy!! That was my first REAL contact with the horrors of slavery, as I read about her father being whipped and sold and her mother escaping with her to freedom, but also how freedom was still a struggle.
A slave doll. Please. Read the books. 

Donโ€™t forget Kirsten, the Swedish immigrant who had to deal with balancing her own culture and learning the english language and customs of her classmates, or Kaya (full name 

Kaya'aton'my, orย She Who Arranges Rocks) , the brave but careless girl from the Nez Perce tribe, or Josefina, the Mexican girl learning to be a healer.
And then there are the later dolls, that kids younger than me would have grown up with (I was just outgrowing American Girl as these came out), like Rebecca, the Jewish girl who dreams of becoming an actress in the budding film industry, orย 

Julie, who fights against her schoolโ€™s gender policy surrounding sports in the 70s, orย 

Nanea, the Hawaiian girl whose father worked at Pearl Harbor.
These books, these characters, are fantastic pictures into life for girls in America throughout the years, they pull no punches with the horrors that these girls had to face in their different time periods, and in many cases I learned more history from these series than social studies at school. And thatโ€™s without even mentioning the โ€œgirl of the yearโ€ series where characters are created in the modern world to help girls deal with issues like friend problems, moving, or bullying. We do NOT disrespect American Girl in this house.


American Girl is probably going to be the only exposure young girls are going to get to history from a female perspective. This is actually kind of important considering that in history classes we dont really get that exposure. We dont hear about what women felt and endured during these time periods cause schools are too busy teaching us about what happened from the male perspective, which is not unimportant, but we need both. Girls need both.



These books were such a crucial part of my childhood and shaped my love of history, which still ensures today. These books can be a young girlโ€™s first  lessons in diversity and cultural awareness (hopefully burying that insensitive โ€œweโ€™re all Americansโ€ tripe) and looking at history from more perspectives than just that taught in school. They also are an example of how women have ALWAYS been part of history, which some people would rather us not believe.
I think Kit and Kaya were the newest American Girls when I started โ€œaging outโ€ of the books, but hearing about some of these kinda makes me want to revisit them!

I wasnโ€™t gonna say anything, but you know what? 
Nah.
OP (of the tweet thread) was either a actively trying to start shit or is just a huge fucking moron. Probably both.
Iโ€™d like to point out that the company that makes American Girl dolls actually doesnโ€™t skimp when doing their research and they donโ€™t make the dolls with the intent to be offensive in any way:





I loved American Girl growing up theyโ€™re great role models and history lessons so yeah letโ€™s not cancel this for ignorant reasons 
: clover11-10:

breezeinmonochromenight:

star-linedsoul:

razzleberryjam:

ironwoman359:

chaos-in-the-making:

smugkoalas:


allthefandomss:

that-catholic-shinobi:

gahdamnpunk:
American Girl stories were the best tbh

Dude, read the books, she and her mom freed themselves in Book 1. We donโ€™t disrespect American Girl in this house 


Donโ€™t you dare disrespect Addy, or any of my girls for that matter. American Girl used to be legit. Good stories, good dolls, good movies. 


Felicityโ€™s story was set in the beginnings of the American Revolution, and addressed the conflict that she faced when her loved ones were split between patriots and loyalists. It also covered the effects of animal abuse, and forgiving those who are unforgivable. 
Samanthaโ€™s stories centered around the growth of industrial America, womenโ€™s suffrage, child abuse, and corruption in places of power. Also, it emphasises how dramatically adoption into a caring family can turn a life around. 
Kitโ€™s story is one of my favorites. Her family is hit hard by the Great Depression, and they begin taking in boarders and raise chickens to help make ends meet. Her books include themes of poverty, police brutality, homelessness, prejudice, and the importance of unity in difficult times. 
Mollyโ€™s father, a doctor, is drafted during the Second World War. Throughout her story, friends of hers suffer the loss of their husbands, sons, and brothers overseas. Her mother leaves the traditional housewife position and works full-time to help with the war effort. They also take in an English refugee child, who learns to open up after a life of traumatic experience. 
American Girl stories have always featured the very harsh realities of America through the years. But theyโ€™re always presented honestly, yet in ways that kids can understand. They just go to show that you donโ€™t have to live in a perfect time to be a real American girl. 


Dont you fucking dare disrespect the American Girls in my house. ESPECIALLY Addy!! That was my first REAL contact with the horrors of slavery, as I read about her father being whipped and sold and her mother escaping with her to freedom, but also how freedom was still a struggle.
A slave doll. Please. Read the books. 

Donโ€™t forget Kirsten, the Swedish immigrant who had to deal with balancing her own culture and learning the english language and customs of her classmates, or Kaya (full name 

Kaya'aton'my, orย She Who Arranges Rocks) , the brave but careless girl from the Nez Perce tribe, or Josefina, the Mexican girl learning to be a healer.
And then there are the later dolls, that kids younger than me would have grown up with (I was just outgrowing American Girl as these came out), like Rebecca, the Jewish girl who dreams of becoming an actress in the budding film industry, orย 

Julie, who fights against her schoolโ€™s gender policy surrounding sports in the 70s, orย 

Nanea, the Hawaiian girl whose father worked at Pearl Harbor.
These books, these characters, are fantastic pictures into life for girls in America throughout the years, they pull no punches with the horrors that these girls had to face in their different time periods, and in many cases I learned more history from these series than social studies at school. And thatโ€™s without even mentioning the โ€œgirl of the yearโ€ series where characters are created in the modern world to help girls deal with issues like friend problems, moving, or bullying. We do NOT disrespect American Girl in this house.


American Girl is probably going to be the only exposure young girls are going to get to history from a female perspective. This is actually kind of important considering that in history classes we dont really get that exposure. We dont hear about what women felt and endured during these time periods cause schools are too busy teaching us about what happened from the male perspective, which is not unimportant, but we need both. Girls need both.



These books were such a crucial part of my childhood and shaped my love of history, which still ensures today. These books can be a young girlโ€™s first  lessons in diversity and cultural awareness (hopefully burying that insensitive โ€œweโ€™re all Americansโ€ tripe) and looking at history from more perspectives than just that taught in school. They also are an example of how women have ALWAYS been part of history, which some people would rather us not believe.
I think Kit and Kaya were the newest American Girls when I started โ€œaging outโ€ of the books, but hearing about some of these kinda makes me want to revisit them!

I wasnโ€™t gonna say anything, but you know what? 
Nah.
OP (of the tweet thread) was either a actively trying to start shit or is just a huge fucking moron. Probably both.
Iโ€™d like to point out that the company that makes American Girl dolls actually doesnโ€™t skimp when doing their research and they donโ€™t make the dolls with the intent to be offensive in any way:





I loved American Girl growing up theyโ€™re great role models and history lessons so yeah letโ€™s not cancel this for ignorant reasons 

        

            
            

                
                
                    clover11-10:

breezeinmonochromenight:

star-linedsoul:

razzleberryjam:

ironwoman359:

chaos-in-the-making:

smugkoalas:


allthefandomss:

that-catholic-shinobi:

gahdamnpunk:
American Girl stories were the best tbh

Dude, read the books, she and her mom freed themselves in Book 1. We donโ€™t disrespect American Girl in this house 


Donโ€™t you dare disrespect Addy, or any of my girls for that matter. American Girl used to be legit. Good stories, good dolls, good movies. 


Felicityโ€™s story was set in the beginnings of the American Revolution, and addressed the conflict that she faced when her loved ones were split between patriots and loyalists. It also covered the effects of animal abuse, and forgiving those who are unforgivable. 
Samanthaโ€™s stories centered around the growth of industrial America, womenโ€™s suffrage, child abuse, and corruption in places of power. Also, it emphasises how dramatically adoption into a caring family can turn a life around. 
Kitโ€™s story is one of my favorites. Her family is hit hard by the Great Depression, and they begin taking in boarders and raise chickens to help make ends meet. Her books include themes of poverty, police brutality, homelessness, prejudice, and the importance of unity in difficult times. 
Mollyโ€™s father, a doctor, is drafted during the Second World War. Throughout her story, friends of hers suffer the loss of their husbands, sons, and brothers overseas. Her mother leaves the traditional housewife position and works full-time to help with the war effort. They also take in an English refugee child, who learns to open up after a life of traumatic experience. 
American Girl stories have always featured the very harsh realities of America through the years. But theyโ€™re always presented honestly, yet in ways that kids can understand. They just go to show that you donโ€™t have to live in a perfect time to be a real American girl. 


Dont you fucking dare disrespect the American Girls in my house. ESPECIALLY Addy!! That was my first REAL contact with the horrors of slavery, as I read about her father being whipped and sold and her mother escaping with her to freedom, but also how freedom was still a struggle.
A slave doll. Please. Read the books. 

Donโ€™t forget Kirsten, the Swedish immigrant who had to deal with balancing her own culture and learning the english language and customs of her classmates, or Kaya (full name 

Kaya'aton'my, orย She Who Arranges Rocks) , the brave but careless girl from the Nez Perce tribe, or Josefina, the Mexican girl learning to be a healer.
And then there are the later dolls, that kids younger than me would have grown up with (I was just outgrowing American Girl as these came out), like Rebecca, the Jewish girl who dreams of becoming an actress in the budding film industry, orย 

Julie, who fights against her schoolโ€™s gender policy surrounding sports in the 70s, orย 

Nanea, the Hawaiian girl whose father worked at Pearl Harbor.
These books, these characters, are fantastic pictures into life for girls in America throughout the years, they pull no punches with the horrors that these girls had to face in their different time periods, and in many cases I learned more history from these series than social studies at school. And thatโ€™s without even mentioning the โ€œgirl of the yearโ€ series where characters are created in the modern world to help girls deal with issues like friend problems, moving, or bullying. We do NOT disrespect American Girl in this house.


American Girl is probably going to be the only exposure young girls are going to get to history from a female perspective. This is actually kind of important considering that in history classes we dont really get that exposure. We dont hear about what women felt and endured during these time periods cause schools are too busy teaching us about what happened from the male perspective, which is not unimportant, but we need both. Girls need both.



These books were such a crucial part of my childhood and shaped my love of history, which still ensures today. These books can be a young girlโ€™s first  lessons in diversity and cultural awareness (hopefully burying that insensitive โ€œweโ€™re all Americansโ€ tripe) and looking at history from more perspectives than just that taught in school. They also are an example of how women have ALWAYS been part of history, which some people would rather us not believe.
I think Kit and Kaya were the newest American Girls when I started โ€œaging outโ€ of the books, but hearing about some of these kinda makes me want to revisit them!

I wasnโ€™t gonna say anything, but you know what? 
Nah.
OP (of the tweet thread) was either a actively trying to start shit or is just a huge fucking moron. Probably both.
Iโ€™d like to point out that the company that makes American Girl dolls actually doesnโ€™t skimp when doing their research and they donโ€™t make the dolls with the intent to be offensive in any way:





I loved American Girl growing up theyโ€™re great role models and history lessons so yeah letโ€™s not cancel this for ignorant reasons 
: clover11-10:

breezeinmonochromenight:

star-linedsoul:

razzleberryjam:

ironwoman359:

chaos-in-the-making:

smugkoalas:


allthefandomss:

that-catholic-shinobi:

gahdamnpunk:
American Girl stories were the best tbh

Dude, read the books, she and her mom freed themselves in Book 1. We donโ€™t disrespect American Girl in this house 


Donโ€™t you dare disrespect Addy, or any of my girls for that matter. American Girl used to be legit. Good stories, good dolls, good movies. 


Felicityโ€™s story was set in the beginnings of the American Revolution, and addressed the conflict that she faced when her loved ones were split between patriots and loyalists. It also covered the effects of animal abuse, and forgiving those who are unforgivable. 
Samanthaโ€™s stories centered around the growth of industrial America, womenโ€™s suffrage, child abuse, and corruption in places of power. Also, it emphasises how dramatically adoption into a caring family can turn a life around. 
Kitโ€™s story is one of my favorites. Her family is hit hard by the Great Depression, and they begin taking in boarders and raise chickens to help make ends meet. Her books include themes of poverty, police brutality, homelessness, prejudice, and the importance of unity in difficult times. 
Mollyโ€™s father, a doctor, is drafted during the Second World War. Throughout her story, friends of hers suffer the loss of their husbands, sons, and brothers overseas. Her mother leaves the traditional housewife position and works full-time to help with the war effort. They also take in an English refugee child, who learns to open up after a life of traumatic experience. 
American Girl stories have always featured the very harsh realities of America through the years. But theyโ€™re always presented honestly, yet in ways that kids can understand. They just go to show that you donโ€™t have to live in a perfect time to be a real American girl. 


Dont you fucking dare disrespect the American Girls in my house. ESPECIALLY Addy!! That was my first REAL contact with the horrors of slavery, as I read about her father being whipped and sold and her mother escaping with her to freedom, but also how freedom was still a struggle.
A slave doll. Please. Read the books. 

Donโ€™t forget Kirsten, the Swedish immigrant who had to deal with balancing her own culture and learning the english language and customs of her classmates, or Kaya (full name 

Kaya'aton'my, orย She Who Arranges Rocks) , the brave but careless girl from the Nez Perce tribe, or Josefina, the Mexican girl learning to be a healer.
And then there are the later dolls, that kids younger than me would have grown up with (I was just outgrowing American Girl as these came out), like Rebecca, the Jewish girl who dreams of becoming an actress in the budding film industry, orย 

Julie, who fights against her schoolโ€™s gender policy surrounding sports in the 70s, orย 

Nanea, the Hawaiian girl whose father worked at Pearl Harbor.
These books, these characters, are fantastic pictures into life for girls in America throughout the years, they pull no punches with the horrors that these girls had to face in their different time periods, and in many cases I learned more history from these series than social studies at school. And thatโ€™s without even mentioning the โ€œgirl of the yearโ€ series where characters are created in the modern world to help girls deal with issues like friend problems, moving, or bullying. We do NOT disrespect American Girl in this house.


American Girl is probably going to be the only exposure young girls are going to get to history from a female perspective. This is actually kind of important considering that in history classes we dont really get that exposure. We dont hear about what women felt and endured during these time periods cause schools are too busy teaching us about what happened from the male perspective, which is not unimportant, but we need both. Girls need both.



These books were such a crucial part of my childhood and shaped my love of history, which still ensures today. These books can be a young girlโ€™s first  lessons in diversity and cultural awareness (hopefully burying that insensitive โ€œweโ€™re all Americansโ€ tripe) and looking at history from more perspectives than just that taught in school. They also are an example of how women have ALWAYS been part of history, which some people would rather us not believe.
I think Kit and Kaya were the newest American Girls when I started โ€œaging outโ€ of the books, but hearing about some of these kinda makes me want to revisit them!

I wasnโ€™t gonna say anything, but you know what? 
Nah.
OP (of the tweet thread) was either a actively trying to start shit or is just a huge fucking moron. Probably both.
Iโ€™d like to point out that the company that makes American Girl dolls actually doesnโ€™t skimp when doing their research and they donโ€™t make the dolls with the intent to be offensive in any way:





I loved American Girl growing up theyโ€™re great role models and history lessons so yeah letโ€™s not cancel this for ignorant reasons 

                    
                
            

            
            
        

    

    

        
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        legitimatelala:
a-snarling-slytherin:

satanstrousers:

sweaterkittensahoy:


leaper182:


jenovaii:


littlekiwi37-archive:


nicole-coenen:
Women Self Defense in 1947

Iโ€™m not sure whatโ€™s the best part of this video: the fact that sheโ€™s in heels, the fact that she does the whole thing looking like she donโ€™t give a fuck, that chick in the back just exercising and enjoying the show, or the fact that both men and women are observing this and the girls are laughing and the guys look concerned/pensive as fuck as they watch all their tactics get shut down like nothing is even happening.


โ€ฆ msties is it just me or is this familiar?


Some of these are moves I havenโ€™t seen before.


Some of this looks similar to the self defense I learned in a course three or four years ago. Itโ€™s definitely got some judo in it (arm bars, throws, fighting to and from the ground). I love this lady. She is rad. I feel like she, much like the rad lady I had as my self defense teacher, would also warn the women that if they donโ€™t think they can gouge out someoneโ€™s eyes, donโ€™t start trying because youโ€™ll attack better with something you can follow through on.


crimelords Iโ€™m sorry I couldnโ€™t not reblog this for you


The cheerful music makes it even better 



Exactly the music sets it off
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a-snarling-slytherin:

satanstrousers:

sweaterkittensahoy:


leaper182:


jenovaii:


littlekiwi37-archive:


nicole-coenen:
Women Self Defense in 1947

Iโ€™m not sure whatโ€™s the best part of this video: the fact that sheโ€™s in heels, the fact that she does the whole thing looking like she donโ€™t give a fuck, that chick in the back just exercising and enjoying the show, or the fact that both men and women are observing this and the girls are laughing and the guys look concerned/pensive as fuck as they watch all their tactics get shut down like nothing is even happening.


โ€ฆ msties is it just me or is this familiar?


Some of these are moves I havenโ€™t seen before.


Some of this looks similar to the self defense I learned in a course three or four years ago. Itโ€™s definitely got some judo in it (arm bars, throws, fighting to and from the ground). I love this lady. She is rad. I feel like she, much like the rad lady I had as my self defense teacher, would also warn the women that if they donโ€™t think they can gouge out someoneโ€™s eyes, donโ€™t start trying because youโ€™ll attack better with something you can follow through on.


crimelords Iโ€™m sorry I couldnโ€™t not reblog this for you


The cheerful music makes it even better 



Exactly the music sets it off

        

            
            

                
                
                    legitimatelala:
a-snarling-slytherin:

satanstrousers:

sweaterkittensahoy:


leaper182:


jenovaii:


littlekiwi37-archive:


nicole-coenen:
Women Self Defense in 1947

Iโ€™m not sure whatโ€™s the best part of this video: the fact that sheโ€™s in heels, the fact that she does the whole thing looking like she donโ€™t give a fuck, that chick in the back just exercising and enjoying the show, or the fact that both men and women are observing this and the girls are laughing and the guys look concerned/pensive as fuck as they watch all their tactics get shut down like nothing is even happening.


โ€ฆ msties is it just me or is this familiar?


Some of these are moves I havenโ€™t seen before.


Some of this looks similar to the self defense I learned in a course three or four years ago. Itโ€™s definitely got some judo in it (arm bars, throws, fighting to and from the ground). I love this lady. She is rad. I feel like she, much like the rad lady I had as my self defense teacher, would also warn the women that if they donโ€™t think they can gouge out someoneโ€™s eyes, donโ€™t start trying because youโ€™ll attack better with something you can follow through on.


crimelords Iโ€™m sorry I couldnโ€™t not reblog this for you


The cheerful music makes it even better 



Exactly the music sets it off
: legitimatelala:
a-snarling-slytherin:

satanstrousers:

sweaterkittensahoy:


leaper182:


jenovaii:


littlekiwi37-archive:


nicole-coenen:
Women Self Defense in 1947

Iโ€™m not sure whatโ€™s the best part of this video: the fact that sheโ€™s in heels, the fact that she does the whole thing looking like she donโ€™t give a fuck, that chick in the back just exercising and enjoying the show, or the fact that both men and women are observing this and the girls are laughing and the guys look concerned/pensive as fuck as they watch all their tactics get shut down like nothing is even happening.


โ€ฆ msties is it just me or is this familiar?


Some of these are moves I havenโ€™t seen before.


Some of this looks similar to the self defense I learned in a course three or four years ago. Itโ€™s definitely got some judo in it (arm bars, throws, fighting to and from the ground). I love this lady. She is rad. I feel like she, much like the rad lady I had as my self defense teacher, would also warn the women that if they donโ€™t think they can gouge out someoneโ€™s eyes, donโ€™t start trying because youโ€™ll attack better with something you can follow through on.


crimelords Iโ€™m sorry I couldnโ€™t not reblog this for you


The cheerful music makes it even better 



Exactly the music sets it off

                    
                    

                    
                
            

            
            
        

    

    

        
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        stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would doโ€”I blocked him. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. 
Physical appearance isnโ€™t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that Iโ€™m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
Iโ€™ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, Iโ€™m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. 
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. Iโ€™m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldnโ€™t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. Iโ€™m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. Iโ€™ve already improved my personal hygieneโ€”itโ€™s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. Iโ€™ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. 
I also have a good excuse for being single. Iโ€™m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isnโ€™t what I need
right now. 
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infectedโ€ฆ
Day 1
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย My quarantine hasnโ€™t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that havenโ€™t fit me since middle school. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didnโ€™t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I havenโ€™t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, Iโ€™m sitting at my desk listening to The Weekndโ€™s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. Iโ€™m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid. 
This is probably influenced by The Weekndโ€™s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, Iโ€™m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets. 
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me. 
: stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would doโ€”I blocked him. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. 
Physical appearance isnโ€™t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that Iโ€™m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
Iโ€™ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, Iโ€™m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. 
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. Iโ€™m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldnโ€™t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. Iโ€™m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. Iโ€™ve already improved my personal hygieneโ€”itโ€™s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. Iโ€™ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. 
I also have a good excuse for being single. Iโ€™m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isnโ€™t what I need
right now. 
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infectedโ€ฆ
Day 1
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย My quarantine hasnโ€™t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that havenโ€™t fit me since middle school. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didnโ€™t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I havenโ€™t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, Iโ€™m sitting at my desk listening to The Weekndโ€™s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. Iโ€™m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid. 
This is probably influenced by The Weekndโ€™s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, Iโ€™m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets. 
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me. 

        

            
            

                
                
                    stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would doโ€”I blocked him. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. 
Physical appearance isnโ€™t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that Iโ€™m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
Iโ€™ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, Iโ€™m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. 
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. Iโ€™m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldnโ€™t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. Iโ€™m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. Iโ€™ve already improved my personal hygieneโ€”itโ€™s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. Iโ€™ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. 
I also have a good excuse for being single. Iโ€™m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isnโ€™t what I need
right now. 
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infectedโ€ฆ
Day 1
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย My quarantine hasnโ€™t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that havenโ€™t fit me since middle school. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didnโ€™t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I havenโ€™t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, Iโ€™m sitting at my desk listening to The Weekndโ€™s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. Iโ€™m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid. 
This is probably influenced by The Weekndโ€™s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, Iโ€™m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets. 
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me. 
: stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would doโ€”I blocked him. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. 
Physical appearance isnโ€™t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that Iโ€™m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
Iโ€™ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, Iโ€™m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. 
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. Iโ€™m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldnโ€™t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. Iโ€™m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. Iโ€™ve already improved my personal hygieneโ€”itโ€™s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. Iโ€™ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. 
I also have a good excuse for being single. Iโ€™m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isnโ€™t what I need
right now. 
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infectedโ€ฆ
Day 1
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย My quarantine hasnโ€™t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that havenโ€™t fit me since middle school. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didnโ€™t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I havenโ€™t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, Iโ€™m sitting at my desk listening to The Weekndโ€™s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. Iโ€™m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid. 
This is probably influenced by The Weekndโ€™s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, Iโ€™m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets. 
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me. 

                    
                
            

            
            
        

    

    

        
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        stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would doโ€”I blocked him. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. 
Physical appearance isnโ€™t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that Iโ€™m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
Iโ€™ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, Iโ€™m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. 
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. Iโ€™m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldnโ€™t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. Iโ€™m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. Iโ€™ve already improved my personal hygieneโ€”itโ€™s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. Iโ€™ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. 
I also have a good excuse for being single. Iโ€™m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isnโ€™t what I need
right now. 
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infectedโ€ฆ
Day 1
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย My quarantine hasnโ€™t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that havenโ€™t fit me since middle school. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didnโ€™t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I havenโ€™t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, Iโ€™m sitting at my desk listening to The Weekndโ€™s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. Iโ€™m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid. 
This is probably influenced by The Weekndโ€™s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, Iโ€™m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets. 
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me. 
: stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would doโ€”I blocked him. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. 
Physical appearance isnโ€™t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that Iโ€™m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
Iโ€™ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, Iโ€™m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. 
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. Iโ€™m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldnโ€™t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. Iโ€™m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. Iโ€™ve already improved my personal hygieneโ€”itโ€™s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. Iโ€™ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. 
I also have a good excuse for being single. Iโ€™m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isnโ€™t what I need
right now. 
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infectedโ€ฆ
Day 1
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย My quarantine hasnโ€™t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that havenโ€™t fit me since middle school. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didnโ€™t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I havenโ€™t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, Iโ€™m sitting at my desk listening to The Weekndโ€™s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. Iโ€™m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid. 
This is probably influenced by The Weekndโ€™s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, Iโ€™m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets. 
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me. 

        

            
            

                
                
                    stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would doโ€”I blocked him. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. 
Physical appearance isnโ€™t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that Iโ€™m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
Iโ€™ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, Iโ€™m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. 
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. Iโ€™m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldnโ€™t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. Iโ€™m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. Iโ€™ve already improved my personal hygieneโ€”itโ€™s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. Iโ€™ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. 
I also have a good excuse for being single. Iโ€™m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isnโ€™t what I need
right now. 
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infectedโ€ฆ
Day 1
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย My quarantine hasnโ€™t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that havenโ€™t fit me since middle school. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didnโ€™t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I havenโ€™t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, Iโ€™m sitting at my desk listening to The Weekndโ€™s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. Iโ€™m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid. 
This is probably influenced by The Weekndโ€™s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, Iโ€™m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets. 
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me. 
: stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would doโ€”I blocked him. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. 
Physical appearance isnโ€™t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that Iโ€™m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
Iโ€™ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, Iโ€™m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. 
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. Iโ€™m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldnโ€™t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. Iโ€™m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. Iโ€™ve already improved my personal hygieneโ€”itโ€™s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. Iโ€™ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. 
I also have a good excuse for being single. Iโ€™m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isnโ€™t what I need
right now. 
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infectedโ€ฆ
Day 1
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย My quarantine hasnโ€™t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that havenโ€™t fit me since middle school. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didnโ€™t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I havenโ€™t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, Iโ€™m sitting at my desk listening to The Weekndโ€™s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. Iโ€™m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid. 
This is probably influenced by The Weekndโ€™s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, Iโ€™m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets. 
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me. 

                    
                
            

            
            
        

    

    

        
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        stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would doโ€”I blocked him. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. 
Physical appearance isnโ€™t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that Iโ€™m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
Iโ€™ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, Iโ€™m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. 
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. Iโ€™m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldnโ€™t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. Iโ€™m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. Iโ€™ve already improved my personal hygieneโ€”itโ€™s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. Iโ€™ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. 
I also have a good excuse for being single. Iโ€™m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isnโ€™t what I need
right now. 
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infectedโ€ฆ
Day 1
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย My quarantine hasnโ€™t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that havenโ€™t fit me since middle school. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didnโ€™t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I havenโ€™t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, Iโ€™m sitting at my desk listening to The Weekndโ€™s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. Iโ€™m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid. 
This is probably influenced by The Weekndโ€™s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, Iโ€™m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets. 
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me. 
: stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would doโ€”I blocked him. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. 
Physical appearance isnโ€™t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that Iโ€™m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
Iโ€™ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, Iโ€™m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. 
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. Iโ€™m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldnโ€™t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. Iโ€™m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. Iโ€™ve already improved my personal hygieneโ€”itโ€™s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. Iโ€™ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. 
I also have a good excuse for being single. Iโ€™m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isnโ€™t what I need
right now. 
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infectedโ€ฆ
Day 1
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย My quarantine hasnโ€™t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that havenโ€™t fit me since middle school. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didnโ€™t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I havenโ€™t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, Iโ€™m sitting at my desk listening to The Weekndโ€™s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. Iโ€™m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid. 
This is probably influenced by The Weekndโ€™s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, Iโ€™m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets. 
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me. 

        

            
            

                
                
                    stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would doโ€”I blocked him. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. 
Physical appearance isnโ€™t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that Iโ€™m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
Iโ€™ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, Iโ€™m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. 
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. Iโ€™m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldnโ€™t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. Iโ€™m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. Iโ€™ve already improved my personal hygieneโ€”itโ€™s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. Iโ€™ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. 
I also have a good excuse for being single. Iโ€™m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isnโ€™t what I need
right now. 
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infectedโ€ฆ
Day 1
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย My quarantine hasnโ€™t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that havenโ€™t fit me since middle school. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didnโ€™t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I havenโ€™t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, Iโ€™m sitting at my desk listening to The Weekndโ€™s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. Iโ€™m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid. 
This is probably influenced by The Weekndโ€™s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, Iโ€™m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets. 
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me. 
: stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would doโ€”I blocked him. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. 
Physical appearance isnโ€™t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that Iโ€™m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
Iโ€™ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, Iโ€™m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. 
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. Iโ€™m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldnโ€™t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. Iโ€™m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. Iโ€™ve already improved my personal hygieneโ€”itโ€™s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. Iโ€™ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. 
I also have a good excuse for being single. Iโ€™m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isnโ€™t what I need
right now. 
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infectedโ€ฆ
Day 1
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย My quarantine hasnโ€™t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that havenโ€™t fit me since middle school. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didnโ€™t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I havenโ€™t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, Iโ€™m sitting at my desk listening to The Weekndโ€™s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. Iโ€™m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid. 
This is probably influenced by The Weekndโ€™s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now. 
 ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, Iโ€™m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets. 
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me. 

                    
                
            

            
            
        

    

    

        
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black-girl-against-feminism:
I know beating children is bad and all, but I think I found an exception to the rule.
@black-girl-against-feminism hey I shouldnโ€™t have to tell you this but jokes about certain children beingย โ€˜okayโ€™ to physically abuse because theyโ€™re acting weird arenโ€™t good. they are in fact very bad.

Yes, moral ranger. You have changed my ways, and I will no longer make such foul jokes as long as I live. God bless you.

good. stay away from children while youโ€™re at it.

Weโ€™ll see. If they start swallowing my diamonds or calling themselves dragon kin, I may have to thrash them a little. Nobodyโ€™s perfect, you know.

you know, itโ€™s okay to admit you made a bad joke. you can just sayย โ€œyeah, my child abuse joke wasnโ€™t funny, I wonโ€™t make jokes like that anymoreโ€ and move on. continuing the joke and saying that you yourself would beat a kid for acting weird isnโ€™t your only option.


You know, itโ€™s OK to just keep scrolling if you see something that offends you. ๏ฟผDeadass who made you the Joke Police? Get a hobby๏ฟผ: smonks-alone:

black-girl-against-feminism:
smonks-alone:

black-girl-against-feminism:

smonks-alone:

black-girl-against-feminism:
I know beating children is bad and all, but I think I found an exception to the rule.
@black-girl-against-feminism hey I shouldnโ€™t have to tell you this but jokes about certain children beingย โ€˜okayโ€™ to physically abuse because theyโ€™re acting weird arenโ€™t good. they are in fact very bad.

Yes, moral ranger. You have changed my ways, and I will no longer make such foul jokes as long as I live. God bless you.

good. stay away from children while youโ€™re at it.

Weโ€™ll see. If they start swallowing my diamonds or calling themselves dragon kin, I may have to thrash them a little. Nobodyโ€™s perfect, you know.

you know, itโ€™s okay to admit you made a bad joke. you can just sayย โ€œyeah, my child abuse joke wasnโ€™t funny, I wonโ€™t make jokes like that anymoreโ€ and move on. continuing the joke and saying that you yourself would beat a kid for acting weird isnโ€™t your only option.


You know, itโ€™s OK to just keep scrolling if you see something that offends you. ๏ฟผDeadass who made you the Joke Police? Get a hobby๏ฟผ
        

            
            

                
                
                    smonks-alone:

black-girl-against-feminism:
smonks-alone:

black-girl-against-feminism:

smonks-alone:

black-girl-against-feminism:
I know beating children is bad and all, but I think I found an exception to the rule.
@black-girl-against-feminism hey I shouldnโ€™t have to tell you this but jokes about certain children beingย โ€˜okayโ€™ to physically abuse because theyโ€™re acting weird arenโ€™t good. they are in fact very bad.

Yes, moral ranger. You have changed my ways, and I will no longer make such foul jokes as long as I live. God bless you.

good. stay away from children while youโ€™re at it.

Weโ€™ll see. If they start swallowing my diamonds or calling themselves dragon kin, I may have to thrash them a little. Nobodyโ€™s perfect, you know.

you know, itโ€™s okay to admit you made a bad joke. you can just sayย โ€œyeah, my child abuse joke wasnโ€™t funny, I wonโ€™t make jokes like that anymoreโ€ and move on. continuing the joke and saying that you yourself would beat a kid for acting weird isnโ€™t your only option.


You know, itโ€™s OK to just keep scrolling if you see something that offends you. ๏ฟผDeadass who made you the Joke Police? Get a hobby๏ฟผ: smonks-alone:

black-girl-against-feminism:
smonks-alone:

black-girl-against-feminism:

smonks-alone:

black-girl-against-feminism:
I know beating children is bad and all, but I think I found an exception to the rule.
@black-girl-against-feminism hey I shouldnโ€™t have to tell you this but jokes about certain children beingย โ€˜okayโ€™ to physically abuse because theyโ€™re acting weird arenโ€™t good. they are in fact very bad.

Yes, moral ranger. You have changed my ways, and I will no longer make such foul jokes as long as I live. God bless you.

good. stay away from children while youโ€™re at it.

Weโ€™ll see. If they start swallowing my diamonds or calling themselves dragon kin, I may have to thrash them a little. Nobodyโ€™s perfect, you know.

you know, itโ€™s okay to admit you made a bad joke. you can just sayย โ€œyeah, my child abuse joke wasnโ€™t funny, I wonโ€™t make jokes like that anymoreโ€ and move on. continuing the joke and saying that you yourself would beat a kid for acting weird isnโ€™t your only option.


You know, itโ€™s OK to just keep scrolling if you see something that offends you. ๏ฟผDeadass who made you the Joke Police? Get a hobby๏ฟผ
                    
                
            

            
                
                
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        shed1nja:
salty-sadness22:

kintatsujo:

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disease-danger-darkness-silence:

captainroxythefoxy:

e-v-roslyn:

guu:

kuruluv:

catwithaknife:

https://www.vice.com/en_us/article/kzqpd9/heres-an-insane-story-about-a-rogue-music-teacher-cutting-a-kids-hair

what the fuck

iโ€™m just gonna take this post for a moment so i can rant but like
i Hate how entitled adults can feel over a childโ€™s hair!
it started when i was young myself, i wanted a mohawk, but my dad didnโ€™t approve of that look on a โ€œgirlโ€, and insisted iโ€™d regret such a bold cut. at 16 i was finally given full autonomy over my own head.
but then i have a son and everyone around us is trying to keep his hair short. when we finally moved out just me my partner and him, i told him he doesnโ€™t need to get any haircuts he doesnโ€™t want.
so he starts growing it out, itโ€™s still short but coming on mid-length. his teacher makes a point to tell me itโ€™s getting long as if i donโ€™t have eyes. i hear her walking out with him one day talking to him about haircuts, as if to coax him into one. eventually i get child services called on me for โ€˜forcing a transgender lifestyleโ€™ over what i can only assume is from a combination of me drawing cute ponies on his valentine box and letting him go to school in a ponytail.
he kept it short for awhile after but told me he wanted to grow it out again, so i let him of course. he comes home one day after getting a haircut at his grandpaโ€™s and tells me he didnโ€™t Want the haircut.
i ask why he got it then and learned he was bribed with a promise of a surprise IF he cut his hair.
tl;dr people need to back the hell up off of children and let them have owership of whatโ€™s on THEIR body! /rant


Same thing about getting a child to curl or straighten their hair. Or do anything with it. Just let kids have control over their bodies.


This happened to me when I was little too!! Growing up I had naturally tight Shirley Temple curls. The only problem was that you canโ€™t get a hair brush through it if your life depended on it until it grew out over a few years. 
but This One Lady from church decided that leaving my hair messy and curly was child abuse and threatened to call social services on my family every damn time she saw me until one day she was the designated kid watcher and ho boy my momma tells me i came out with tears in my eyes and greasy slicked down hair and thatโ€™s where she ends the story because i think my mother beat her ass but yeah.
Leave kids hair alone.

Iโ€™m going to be honest, parents who are super-controlling of their childrenโ€™s hair creep me the fuck out and Iโ€™m not entirely certain why except that I get a vague feeling they kind of relegate them to, โ€œannoying talking dollโ€ status.

I loved my daughterโ€™s long blond hair. It was thick and wavy and beautiful but when she told me she wanted it cut shortย โ€˜like a boyโ€™(she was four)ย  I took her to the salon and let her whack it off.ย 
The stylist was skeptical, โ€˜are you sure?โ€ and the thing is, she said this to me, not my daughter. So I asked my girlย โ€˜are you sure you want it cut short?โ€™ She was. The hair went. The stylist acted nervous most of the way through like she was waiting for one of us to burst into tears, but it looked cute! And my daughter loved it! (And itโ€™s been short ever since.)

Autonomy over your hair is bodily autonomy and we as a culture need to start holding bodily autonomy as sacred

My family, for years, wouldnโ€™t let me dye/cut my hair really short. I could understand the dye, but the shortest theyโ€™d let me go is a bob. They even let me dye my hair before letting me go that short. Iโ€™m finally in control of my hair and my hair is one of my favorite things about myself. Itโ€™s an easy way to express myself.  
 Let kids do what they want with their hair! Let them have fun with their hair before theyโ€™re told to grow up and have โ€˜professionalโ€™ hair! 

My mom had a monopoly over my hair. Wouldnโ€™t let me wear it natural, was obsessed with me having flyaways in the front and wouldnโ€™t let me get out of the car in the mornings until they were flat, permed it when I was 10, wouldnโ€™t let me cut it off for years after even though it was really damaged, vocally disapproved when I finally cut it as short as sheโ€™d let me.
When I moved out I stopped putting any heat in it and a few years later I cut it all off again. The second cut was my decision alone and it felt like a weight lifted off me, like no one could ever tell me what to do with it again or tell me โ€œI needed itโ€ to be pretty.



My stepfather and his stepfather forced a hair cut on me 10 years ago because they said i was too girly for their tastes.I grew my hair out ever since because ill never go fucking bald again like those two fucking neo nazis: shed1nja:
salty-sadness22:

kintatsujo:

pretentioussongtitle:

disease-danger-darkness-silence:

captainroxythefoxy:

e-v-roslyn:

guu:

kuruluv:

catwithaknife:

https://www.vice.com/en_us/article/kzqpd9/heres-an-insane-story-about-a-rogue-music-teacher-cutting-a-kids-hair

what the fuck

iโ€™m just gonna take this post for a moment so i can rant but like
i Hate how entitled adults can feel over a childโ€™s hair!
it started when i was young myself, i wanted a mohawk, but my dad didnโ€™t approve of that look on a โ€œgirlโ€, and insisted iโ€™d regret such a bold cut. at 16 i was finally given full autonomy over my own head.
but then i have a son and everyone around us is trying to keep his hair short. when we finally moved out just me my partner and him, i told him he doesnโ€™t need to get any haircuts he doesnโ€™t want.
so he starts growing it out, itโ€™s still short but coming on mid-length. his teacher makes a point to tell me itโ€™s getting long as if i donโ€™t have eyes. i hear her walking out with him one day talking to him about haircuts, as if to coax him into one. eventually i get child services called on me for โ€˜forcing a transgender lifestyleโ€™ over what i can only assume is from a combination of me drawing cute ponies on his valentine box and letting him go to school in a ponytail.
he kept it short for awhile after but told me he wanted to grow it out again, so i let him of course. he comes home one day after getting a haircut at his grandpaโ€™s and tells me he didnโ€™t Want the haircut.
i ask why he got it then and learned he was bribed with a promise of a surprise IF he cut his hair.
tl;dr people need to back the hell up off of children and let them have owership of whatโ€™s on THEIR body! /rant


Same thing about getting a child to curl or straighten their hair. Or do anything with it. Just let kids have control over their bodies.


This happened to me when I was little too!! Growing up I had naturally tight Shirley Temple curls. The only problem was that you canโ€™t get a hair brush through it if your life depended on it until it grew out over a few years. 
but This One Lady from church decided that leaving my hair messy and curly was child abuse and threatened to call social services on my family every damn time she saw me until one day she was the designated kid watcher and ho boy my momma tells me i came out with tears in my eyes and greasy slicked down hair and thatโ€™s where she ends the story because i think my mother beat her ass but yeah.
Leave kids hair alone.

Iโ€™m going to be honest, parents who are super-controlling of their childrenโ€™s hair creep me the fuck out and Iโ€™m not entirely certain why except that I get a vague feeling they kind of relegate them to, โ€œannoying talking dollโ€ status.

I loved my daughterโ€™s long blond hair. It was thick and wavy and beautiful but when she told me she wanted it cut shortย โ€˜like a boyโ€™(she was four)ย  I took her to the salon and let her whack it off.ย 
The stylist was skeptical, โ€˜are you sure?โ€ and the thing is, she said this to me, not my daughter. So I asked my girlย โ€˜are you sure you want it cut short?โ€™ She was. The hair went. The stylist acted nervous most of the way through like she was waiting for one of us to burst into tears, but it looked cute! And my daughter loved it! (And itโ€™s been short ever since.)

Autonomy over your hair is bodily autonomy and we as a culture need to start holding bodily autonomy as sacred

My family, for years, wouldnโ€™t let me dye/cut my hair really short. I could understand the dye, but the shortest theyโ€™d let me go is a bob. They even let me dye my hair before letting me go that short. Iโ€™m finally in control of my hair and my hair is one of my favorite things about myself. Itโ€™s an easy way to express myself.  
 Let kids do what they want with their hair! Let them have fun with their hair before theyโ€™re told to grow up and have โ€˜professionalโ€™ hair! 

My mom had a monopoly over my hair. Wouldnโ€™t let me wear it natural, was obsessed with me having flyaways in the front and wouldnโ€™t let me get out of the car in the mornings until they were flat, permed it when I was 10, wouldnโ€™t let me cut it off for years after even though it was really damaged, vocally disapproved when I finally cut it as short as sheโ€™d let me.
When I moved out I stopped putting any heat in it and a few years later I cut it all off again. The second cut was my decision alone and it felt like a weight lifted off me, like no one could ever tell me what to do with it again or tell me โ€œI needed itโ€ to be pretty.



My stepfather and his stepfather forced a hair cut on me 10 years ago because they said i was too girly for their tastes.I grew my hair out ever since because ill never go fucking bald again like those two fucking neo nazis
        

            
            

                
                
                    shed1nja:
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kintatsujo:

pretentioussongtitle:

disease-danger-darkness-silence:

captainroxythefoxy:

e-v-roslyn:

guu:

kuruluv:

catwithaknife:

https://www.vice.com/en_us/article/kzqpd9/heres-an-insane-story-about-a-rogue-music-teacher-cutting-a-kids-hair

what the fuck

iโ€™m just gonna take this post for a moment so i can rant but like
i Hate how entitled adults can feel over a childโ€™s hair!
it started when i was young myself, i wanted a mohawk, but my dad didnโ€™t approve of that look on a โ€œgirlโ€, and insisted iโ€™d regret such a bold cut. at 16 i was finally given full autonomy over my own head.
but then i have a son and everyone around us is trying to keep his hair short. when we finally moved out just me my partner and him, i told him he doesnโ€™t need to get any haircuts he doesnโ€™t want.
so he starts growing it out, itโ€™s still short but coming on mid-length. his teacher makes a point to tell me itโ€™s getting long as if i donโ€™t have eyes. i hear her walking out with him one day talking to him about haircuts, as if to coax him into one. eventually i get child services called on me for โ€˜forcing a transgender lifestyleโ€™ over what i can only assume is from a combination of me drawing cute ponies on his valentine box and letting him go to school in a ponytail.
he kept it short for awhile after but told me he wanted to grow it out again, so i let him of course. he comes home one day after getting a haircut at his grandpaโ€™s and tells me he didnโ€™t Want the haircut.
i ask why he got it then and learned he was bribed with a promise of a surprise IF he cut his hair.
tl;dr people need to back the hell up off of children and let them have owership of whatโ€™s on THEIR body! /rant


Same thing about getting a child to curl or straighten their hair. Or do anything with it. Just let kids have control over their bodies.


This happened to me when I was little too!! Growing up I had naturally tight Shirley Temple curls. The only problem was that you canโ€™t get a hair brush through it if your life depended on it until it grew out over a few years. 
but This One Lady from church decided that leaving my hair messy and curly was child abuse and threatened to call social services on my family every damn time she saw me until one day she was the designated kid watcher and ho boy my momma tells me i came out with tears in my eyes and greasy slicked down hair and thatโ€™s where she ends the story because i think my mother beat her ass but yeah.
Leave kids hair alone.

Iโ€™m going to be honest, parents who are super-controlling of their childrenโ€™s hair creep me the fuck out and Iโ€™m not entirely certain why except that I get a vague feeling they kind of relegate them to, โ€œannoying talking dollโ€ status.

I loved my daughterโ€™s long blond hair. It was thick and wavy and beautiful but when she told me she wanted it cut shortย โ€˜like a boyโ€™(she was four)ย  I took her to the salon and let her whack it off.ย 
The stylist was skeptical, โ€˜are you sure?โ€ and the thing is, she said this to me, not my daughter. So I asked my girlย โ€˜are you sure you want it cut short?โ€™ She was. The hair went. The stylist acted nervous most of the way through like she was waiting for one of us to burst into tears, but it looked cute! And my daughter loved it! (And itโ€™s been short ever since.)

Autonomy over your hair is bodily autonomy and we as a culture need to start holding bodily autonomy as sacred

My family, for years, wouldnโ€™t let me dye/cut my hair really short. I could understand the dye, but the shortest theyโ€™d let me go is a bob. They even let me dye my hair before letting me go that short. Iโ€™m finally in control of my hair and my hair is one of my favorite things about myself. Itโ€™s an easy way to express myself.  
 Let kids do what they want with their hair! Let them have fun with their hair before theyโ€™re told to grow up and have โ€˜professionalโ€™ hair! 

My mom had a monopoly over my hair. Wouldnโ€™t let me wear it natural, was obsessed with me having flyaways in the front and wouldnโ€™t let me get out of the car in the mornings until they were flat, permed it when I was 10, wouldnโ€™t let me cut it off for years after even though it was really damaged, vocally disapproved when I finally cut it as short as sheโ€™d let me.
When I moved out I stopped putting any heat in it and a few years later I cut it all off again. The second cut was my decision alone and it felt like a weight lifted off me, like no one could ever tell me what to do with it again or tell me โ€œI needed itโ€ to be pretty.



My stepfather and his stepfather forced a hair cut on me 10 years ago because they said i was too girly for their tastes.I grew my hair out ever since because ill never go fucking bald again like those two fucking neo nazis: shed1nja:
salty-sadness22:

kintatsujo:

pretentioussongtitle:

disease-danger-darkness-silence:

captainroxythefoxy:

e-v-roslyn:

guu:

kuruluv:

catwithaknife:

https://www.vice.com/en_us/article/kzqpd9/heres-an-insane-story-about-a-rogue-music-teacher-cutting-a-kids-hair

what the fuck

iโ€™m just gonna take this post for a moment so i can rant but like
i Hate how entitled adults can feel over a childโ€™s hair!
it started when i was young myself, i wanted a mohawk, but my dad didnโ€™t approve of that look on a โ€œgirlโ€, and insisted iโ€™d regret such a bold cut. at 16 i was finally given full autonomy over my own head.
but then i have a son and everyone around us is trying to keep his hair short. when we finally moved out just me my partner and him, i told him he doesnโ€™t need to get any haircuts he doesnโ€™t want.
so he starts growing it out, itโ€™s still short but coming on mid-length. his teacher makes a point to tell me itโ€™s getting long as if i donโ€™t have eyes. i hear her walking out with him one day talking to him about haircuts, as if to coax him into one. eventually i get child services called on me for โ€˜forcing a transgender lifestyleโ€™ over what i can only assume is from a combination of me drawing cute ponies on his valentine box and letting him go to school in a ponytail.
he kept it short for awhile after but told me he wanted to grow it out again, so i let him of course. he comes home one day after getting a haircut at his grandpaโ€™s and tells me he didnโ€™t Want the haircut.
i ask why he got it then and learned he was bribed with a promise of a surprise IF he cut his hair.
tl;dr people need to back the hell up off of children and let them have owership of whatโ€™s on THEIR body! /rant


Same thing about getting a child to curl or straighten their hair. Or do anything with it. Just let kids have control over their bodies.


This happened to me when I was little too!! Growing up I had naturally tight Shirley Temple curls. The only problem was that you canโ€™t get a hair brush through it if your life depended on it until it grew out over a few years. 
but This One Lady from church decided that leaving my hair messy and curly was child abuse and threatened to call social services on my family every damn time she saw me until one day she was the designated kid watcher and ho boy my momma tells me i came out with tears in my eyes and greasy slicked down hair and thatโ€™s where she ends the story because i think my mother beat her ass but yeah.
Leave kids hair alone.

Iโ€™m going to be honest, parents who are super-controlling of their childrenโ€™s hair creep me the fuck out and Iโ€™m not entirely certain why except that I get a vague feeling they kind of relegate them to, โ€œannoying talking dollโ€ status.

I loved my daughterโ€™s long blond hair. It was thick and wavy and beautiful but when she told me she wanted it cut shortย โ€˜like a boyโ€™(she was four)ย  I took her to the salon and let her whack it off.ย 
The stylist was skeptical, โ€˜are you sure?โ€ and the thing is, she said this to me, not my daughter. So I asked my girlย โ€˜are you sure you want it cut short?โ€™ She was. The hair went. The stylist acted nervous most of the way through like she was waiting for one of us to burst into tears, but it looked cute! And my daughter loved it! (And itโ€™s been short ever since.)

Autonomy over your hair is bodily autonomy and we as a culture need to start holding bodily autonomy as sacred

My family, for years, wouldnโ€™t let me dye/cut my hair really short. I could understand the dye, but the shortest theyโ€™d let me go is a bob. They even let me dye my hair before letting me go that short. Iโ€™m finally in control of my hair and my hair is one of my favorite things about myself. Itโ€™s an easy way to express myself.  
 Let kids do what they want with their hair! Let them have fun with their hair before theyโ€™re told to grow up and have โ€˜professionalโ€™ hair! 

My mom had a monopoly over my hair. Wouldnโ€™t let me wear it natural, was obsessed with me having flyaways in the front and wouldnโ€™t let me get out of the car in the mornings until they were flat, permed it when I was 10, wouldnโ€™t let me cut it off for years after even though it was really damaged, vocally disapproved when I finally cut it as short as sheโ€™d let me.
When I moved out I stopped putting any heat in it and a few years later I cut it all off again. The second cut was my decision alone and it felt like a weight lifted off me, like no one could ever tell me what to do with it again or tell me โ€œI needed itโ€ to be pretty.



My stepfather and his stepfather forced a hair cut on me 10 years ago because they said i was too girly for their tastes.I grew my hair out ever since because ill never go fucking bald again like those two fucking neo nazis
                    
                
            

            
            
        

    

    

        
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Women Self Defense in 1947

Iโ€™m not sure whatโ€™s the best part of this video: the fact that sheโ€™s in heels, the fact that she does the whole thing looking like she donโ€™t give a fuck, that chick in the back just exercising and enjoying the show, or the fact that both men and women are observing this and the girls are laughing and the guys look concerned/pensive as fuck as they watch all their tactics get shut down like nothing is even happening.


โ€ฆ msties is it just me or is this familiar?


Some of these are moves I havenโ€™t seen before.


Some of this looks similar to the self defense I learned in a course three or four years ago. Itโ€™s definitely got some judo in it (arm bars, throws, fighting to and from the ground). I love this lady. She is rad. I feel like she, much like the rad lady I had as my self defense teacher, would also warn the women that if they donโ€™t think they can gouge out someoneโ€™s eyes, donโ€™t start trying because youโ€™ll attack better with something you can follow through on.


crimelords Iโ€™m sorry I couldnโ€™t not reblog this for you


The cheerful music makes it even better 
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nicole-coenen:
Women Self Defense in 1947

Iโ€™m not sure whatโ€™s the best part of this video: the fact that sheโ€™s in heels, the fact that she does the whole thing looking like she donโ€™t give a fuck, that chick in the back just exercising and enjoying the show, or the fact that both men and women are observing this and the girls are laughing and the guys look concerned/pensive as fuck as they watch all their tactics get shut down like nothing is even happening.


โ€ฆ msties is it just me or is this familiar?


Some of these are moves I havenโ€™t seen before.


Some of this looks similar to the self defense I learned in a course three or four years ago. Itโ€™s definitely got some judo in it (arm bars, throws, fighting to and from the ground). I love this lady. She is rad. I feel like she, much like the rad lady I had as my self defense teacher, would also warn the women that if they donโ€™t think they can gouge out someoneโ€™s eyes, donโ€™t start trying because youโ€™ll attack better with something you can follow through on.


crimelords Iโ€™m sorry I couldnโ€™t not reblog this for you


The cheerful music makes it even better 

        

            
            

                
                
                    a-snarling-slytherin:

satanstrousers:

sweaterkittensahoy:


leaper182:


jenovaii:


littlekiwi37-archive:


nicole-coenen:
Women Self Defense in 1947

Iโ€™m not sure whatโ€™s the best part of this video: the fact that sheโ€™s in heels, the fact that she does the whole thing looking like she donโ€™t give a fuck, that chick in the back just exercising and enjoying the show, or the fact that both men and women are observing this and the girls are laughing and the guys look concerned/pensive as fuck as they watch all their tactics get shut down like nothing is even happening.


โ€ฆ msties is it just me or is this familiar?


Some of these are moves I havenโ€™t seen before.


Some of this looks similar to the self defense I learned in a course three or four years ago. Itโ€™s definitely got some judo in it (arm bars, throws, fighting to and from the ground). I love this lady. She is rad. I feel like she, much like the rad lady I had as my self defense teacher, would also warn the women that if they donโ€™t think they can gouge out someoneโ€™s eyes, donโ€™t start trying because youโ€™ll attack better with something you can follow through on.


crimelords Iโ€™m sorry I couldnโ€™t not reblog this for you


The cheerful music makes it even better 
: a-snarling-slytherin:

satanstrousers:

sweaterkittensahoy:


leaper182:


jenovaii:


littlekiwi37-archive:


nicole-coenen:
Women Self Defense in 1947

Iโ€™m not sure whatโ€™s the best part of this video: the fact that sheโ€™s in heels, the fact that she does the whole thing looking like she donโ€™t give a fuck, that chick in the back just exercising and enjoying the show, or the fact that both men and women are observing this and the girls are laughing and the guys look concerned/pensive as fuck as they watch all their tactics get shut down like nothing is even happening.


โ€ฆ msties is it just me or is this familiar?


Some of these are moves I havenโ€™t seen before.


Some of this looks similar to the self defense I learned in a course three or four years ago. Itโ€™s definitely got some judo in it (arm bars, throws, fighting to and from the ground). I love this lady. She is rad. I feel like she, much like the rad lady I had as my self defense teacher, would also warn the women that if they donโ€™t think they can gouge out someoneโ€™s eyes, donโ€™t start trying because youโ€™ll attack better with something you can follow through on.


crimelords Iโ€™m sorry I couldnโ€™t not reblog this for you


The cheerful music makes it even better 

                    
                    

                    
                
            

            
            
        

    

    

        
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