I showed this post to my boyfriend and he tried to take his shirt off like a girl and
Out of the 82k notes my post got this is by far the best comment holy shit thank u for being u
So i tried it both ways and uh
i mean how do you do the first one without pulling out all your hair?
this made me laugh really hard….
and it made me realize that girls and boys pull their shirt off differently. /amazed
but seriously I think girls just do the cross arm thing because of HAIR like demonstrated
So one year, one URL change, and a hair cut later, I decide to try again… FOR SCIENCE!
Its not science unless you write it down so
Well done, i guess…
I fucked up
I DON’T UNDERSTAND HOW WE CAN HAVE SUCH DIFFERENT WAYS OF TAKING OFF SHIRTS AND SO MUCH DIFFICULTY DOING IT THE OTHER WAY
I FIGURED IT OUT!!!!!
It’s all in the way that girl/boys shirts are made.
Girls shirts have less armpit room then boy’s do and are generally shorter so pulling it off over your head is more practical because by lifting your arms all the way up you make enough room for the sleeves to just slip off.
Boys shirts have more room and are generally longer so it is easy to slip them off over your head.
but if you take a girls shirt off like a boys shirt you will get your arms caught because there isn’t much armpit space.
and if you take a boys shirt off like a girls shit you will still have your head in it when you’ve lifted your arms all the way up because of the shirt’s length.
It has nothing to do with us. It is entirely to do with how our shirts are made. I figured it out for you. YOUR WELCOME!
what’s Whitney Houston’s favorite type of coordination?
i hate this i hate u
The awkward “I don’t want to annoy you but I really like talking to you” stage.
This isn’t a stage, it’s a lifestyle.
judge a person by who they want on the iron throne
‘you’re a woman, not a sailor’
‘cross your legs’
and ‘don’t forget your place’
a bruised lip is a love letter
and a cracked rib is a gift
when he presses you to the bathroom stall
spitting dirty words and adrenaline down your throat
what sounds like warfare, is a proclamation of love
you are not a dog chained up outside the supermarket
it is not up to you to bark when he begs
or roll on your back when he tosses you a bone
a fist full of hair is not a doormat screaming ‘welcome’
when he tells you he hates the way your thighs move
or the way you speak in slang and leave cigarette ash like bread crumbs
just remember –
you don’t owe him your body,
your experiences, your passion
your neck to snap, or your wrist to break
"stop saying straight men are weak and pathetic"
i had to listen to a man describe how the fact that his girlfriend’s farts are louder and stronger than his is making him feel self conscious and emasculated on the radio today