I was very interested to read Maxim‘s ideal on The 18 Things Women Love Most About Sex until it began to contradict itself.
We are a society of whiners.
I know; I’m sorry; I’m an asshole.
But I’m saying it because nobody is saying it. All anyone is saying is how offended they are by this or that. Which is fine. Like, I get that there are passionate people, and I’m definitely one of those people, but it’s come to a point where it’s really freaking me out.
Use the green liquid stuff on your tub. Works better than any other cleaner I’ve tried.
Like my TFIOS Banned Books post, this one is likely to get lost in the sea of articles like it, but I haven’t been so angry and hurt by humanity in a really long time, so I’m here anyway.
In case you missed it, Kathleen Hale, HarperCollins Author of No One Else Can Have You took to The Guardian to admit that she physically stalked a blogger over a one-star review.
I was going to post this on Facebook but I’m not a fan of 1. posting long things on Facebook because humanity tends to skim and/or skip and 2. shoving my beliefs down the throats of those on social media – it’s much more respectable from my perspective to shout my opinions on my own avenue and people can choose to visit/read/comment/etcetera