this tickles the fuck outta me, what is this from?!
hey i posted that one!
good find!
Sometimes, on a dewy summer evening, when I am standing on the balcony of my storybook castle in the deep and scary woods, I almost can’t believe my luck. And yet, it isn’t luck that brought me here, but a series of intelligent decisions—decisions any woman would be advised to make if she wants to live a life as enchanted and carefree as mine. For while the women of the village are scrubbing pots and eating cabbage and hanging their clothes out on a sad little string, I am over here enjoying a nonstop happy ending, all because I did the wise thing and married a prince who was turned into a beast by a witch and then transformed back again.
🤩🥰 it’s everything I hoped it would be from the URL!!! thank you ❤️
Happy to share!
Oh oh, I know this one. It’s from this article some woman published in The Cut about getting a sugar daddy
https://www.thecut.com/article/age-gap-relationships-marriage-younger-women-older-man.html
some people will put into published writing the kinds of thoughts I would be mortified to whisper
Is that why Xi keeps me on read? Am I lacking pep in my step? Are my man boobs not perky enough?
I’m so disappointed in him, didn’t know he’s such a fuckboy
How many of your eggs do you still have?
Just the two, but is that not enough?!
Are they peppy and perky?
I wouldn’t say perky but they’re cool to hang with
sounds like r/menwritingwomen
"My eggs were plump, fresh, and tender - perfect for enticing a masculine stud into my welcoming and womanly embrace.
I egged eggily down the stairs…"
Humpty-Dumptymaxxing drives men WILD!
Who Humpin’ and Dumpin’ in here!?
absolutely! I thought it was a joke 🤷😂
I misremembered it being from a movie- it’s from some New York publication
😳
that was quite a read! I really thought it was going to be a joke 🤦
My husband isn’t my partner. He’s my mentor, my lover, and, only in certain contexts, my friend.
But when someone points out that this trend is broadly not great, on the grounds that your lover/spouse ought to be your peer, people dogpile him.
Someone needs to check in on the straights.
I’m pretty sure we’re beyond help at this point.
I thought it was from 58 shades of grey
close enough
I’ll never forget it, how he showed me around our first place like he was introducing me to myself: This is the wine you’ll drink, where you’ll keep your clothes, we vacation here, this is the other language we’ll speak, you’ll learn it, and I did. Adulthood seemed a series of exhausting obligations. But his logistics ran so smoothly that he simply tacked mine on. I moved into his flat, onto his level, drag and drop, cleaner thrice a week, bills automatic.
also comments are beautiful
As a single, older man, I found this essay both beautifully written and insightful. Thank-you!
and
This is an excellent essay, and it’s shocking to see how hatefully it is derided and how many people are in denial of the reality the essay bravely takes on. In terms of mating,
As someone who studied writing in undergrad and then went on to not write anything of note, I find the ubiquity of this sort of vapid personal essay depressing.
That comment section is exactly why Manhunt should be considered reading theory.
It’s November 14th, 2024 and Hexbear is suggesting I be hunted for my nuts again.
