do you really think you
that you really can?
you want to WHAT?
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It doesn’t hit me until I am doing laundry.
My body is already bone tired— there’s a weird pain in my hips every time I turn and I’m pretty sure I’ve permanently strained my rotator cuff, since every time I have to pick up anything there’s a weird pinching in my back. 830 more words
About two weeks ago there was an explosion of #metoo(s)
trickling through my feed…no, invading my feeds with reckless abandon. Sadly, I don’t know a woman who hasn’t been catcalled, ass grabbed, or in someway found in compromising positions to which they feel they had no control, and I was surprised that this was new news to anyone. 563 more words
Dieting sucks. Fact.
And the more stringent the diet, the more likely it is to end in calorific disaster.
After a fortnight on a no carbs, no fat, no sugar plan, you’re almost guaranteed to end up face down in a giant mixing bowl of cheesy chorizo pasta. 926 more words