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Jack & Sam - Goodmorning & Goodnight. It’s amazing, some people, they… - Goodmorning & Goodnight. When you date someone, it’s… - Goodmorning & Goodnight. 30 Things I Love About Being Single Right Now. Flowchart: Should You Shave Your Legs? Why I Like Being Called A Slut In Bed. I get called a “slut” all the time. My friend Ashley calls me a slut like it’s my name: “Slut!” The Frisky staff calls each other sluts when we divulge our sexual escapades. Internet commenting trolls call me a slut fairly regularly (and a “bitch”, and a c-word, and plenty of other foul things).

I call myself a slut, like, say, last week when I hooked up with a dude on the first date. A lot of 20-something women are used to being called a slut in some area of their lives, in every situation from “haha, just kidding” with our friends or (cool) co-workers to more serious areas, like when it’s hurled at us by a catcaller. “Slut” is one of those female-centric words — like “bitch,” like “feminist” — that can mean so many things that it almost means nothing anymore. Except, it turns out, in bed. But I mentioned to some friends how hot it is when guys talk dirty to me and it turns out some women really, really hate it.

I don’t know why I’m wired this way. Everyone has the right to… - Goodmorning & Goodnight. What happens in a certain… - Goodmorning & Goodnight. November 29, 2010. October 9, 2010. August 3, 2010. Maladjusted Body Image « An Attitude Adjustment. It started in sixth grade. My best friend at the time had an obsession with stomachs that seemed to be contagious. When I slept over her house, we’d compare them, lament their girth. We noticed that in the morning, they were flat, our hipbones protruding. If we lay on our backs, we observed how they disappeared, how fine and perfect we could look if we chose never to stand up. In eighth grade, my friends and I analyzed the calorie and fat content in every box of the kitchen cabinet. In high school, I stared at girls’ stomachs as though we were in a silent contest. I believe I was a size 2.

It is disconcerting how young I was—how young most girls are—when I started to feel separate from my body. In college, I ate to escape the stresses of challenging studies and activities. Why do women do this to their bodies? As I got older and started exercising and wanting to eat better, rather than just doing it to fit into an ideal body type, I began to feel better about my body. Are you in? Prompts. January 28, 2010. From Darkness to the Light - Goodmorning & Goodnight.