My Mom Just Told Me I Need To Advertise Myself And Look Pretty To Get A Boyfriend.like Wtf

My mom just told me I need to “advertise” myself and look pretty to get a boyfriend.like wtf

14.02 Gods and Monsters

You don't have to hate men or be traumatised by men to be a feminist. I've wonderful relationships with most men in my life, I'm lucky enough to have never been raped, and I've done martial arts so I've beaten men up (in training) more than I've been beaten up myself. I didn't have a traumatic moment in my life to make me a feminist. I just am, because I'm a decent human being who doesn't think someone should have more rights, a higher pay, more work offers, or more power and authority for being a man, and who wants to defend women's rights for life. Simple human decency.

All I'm saying is Mary hatching a masterplan to steal Lily from James and everyone is like 'Maz this isn't gonna work' and then it does

And James can't even be mad that he got ditched bc he respects Mary's dedication

“kiss me if you love me,” cas said softly, lying next to dean on their bed. dean automatically leaned in to press their lips together, but cas stopped him with a hand on dean’s jaw. “kiss me twice if im the love of your life.” this time, when dean closed the gap between them, cas let him. dean took his time kissing cas, long and slow and tenderly delicious. one kiss. two kisses. three. when dean pulled away, cas had a dazed look in his eyes are he murmured, “you kissed me three times.” dean smiled softly, brushing his thumb across cas’ cheek. “three kisses for three words. marry me, cas?” cas was the one to lean in and kiss dean this time. one quick kiss and one lingering kiss. “yes, dean.”