God someone needs to punch that horrid man square in the jaw. “You’re a pretty girl” like, dude, she’s 50 fucking years old for christ sake, stop patronizing her. She’s not a goddamn child. She’s a fully grown adult woman, and she’s clearly much more intelligent, educated, articulate, and mature than you’ll ever be, asshole.
Jesus christ men just love to infantilize and degrade women. God forbid we dare to step too far out of our designated, oppressive, role of stupid, ornamental, silent, submissive, decorative, little sex dolls for men to stick their dicks in. It becomes so fucking clear how pathetic men are the second women open our mouths to say anything other than what a man thinks is acceptable for us to say, because our words are treated like literal threats to their manhood.
antoni: always surprised when someone compliments you, hesitant when it comes to bold prints, greek yogurt’s #1 fan, closet bookworm, terrifyingly witty, cries quietly
bobby: loves a good sectional, can only see shades of navy and gray, can’t say no to a floral bermuda short, always wonders if you’re ready to see more, all about functionality
jonathan: hates sulfates, always lifting others up, the horniest of the group, not afraid to show affection and/or demand attention, a true hoe for DIY face masks, gives absolutely zero fucks about what others think
karamo: the Dad of the Group, softly demands that everyone have their shit together, believes there’s no such thing as too many bomber jackets, constantly reinventing yourself just because you can
tan: emotionally unavailable, fucking loves a french tuck, wants you to be you but elevated, rolls sleeves when lacking confidence, always ready for sex, please don’t touch my hair
Big Mean Sweaty Dyke 