Dear Asshat, Your hands belong to YOU. They do not belong on someone else’s face. Not without consent. Hint: you did not have her consent. Your hands were gross – green and black from cutting grass and who-knows-what. This is why you thought it was funny. (It wasn’t.) That and you’re a juvenile in an […]
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Dear A$$hat
*Note about this post: I am experimenting. Because people are stupid and my patience is finite. Dear Asshat who told me (again) that if I ever get divorced, he’ll take me (he’s married too [which somehow makes this ok?], but “that’s what lawyers are for”): No. Hell, no. With such a classy display of disrespect for […]
Melissa Burkart 