I saw a news report about this on T.V., she was a straight A Student who had perfect attendance and everything. Everyone loved and respected her for her skills, but when she started this experiment and people thought she was pregnant, they started treating her like garbage. Even her teachers started looking down on her like she was scum of the earth. The only people who knew she was doing this as an experiment were her school principal, her health care teacher, her boyfriend, and her mother. Her own siblings thought she was pregnant!
I mean even her friends turned on her, it was horrid. Very very sad, and as soon as she revealed during an assembly that the pregnancy was false, a lot of people were in shock as she brought up all the horrible things they said and did to her because they thought she was pregnant.
The reason for the experiment was to see how people would react and treat her if they thought she was pregnant, as opposed as to treating her as the straight A “Perfect” student they usually did. And it proved that people were horrible scumbags to her as soon as they thought she was.
holy shit. this is fucking awesome
I read this chick’s book! It was so cool.
Her book is The Pregnancy Project by Gaby Rodriguez
Pretty sure I reblogged something about this in the past, but now someone’s posted a book title and I want to read this book
What a stone cold badass Gaby Rodriguez is. The world needs more people like this to point out its shit.
I felt too much, he didn’t.
There isn’t one cookie-cutter job/marriage/family pattern for you to follow. Your path can be completely different than anyone else’s, but that doesn’t make it any less valid. ^^
Quite possibly the best/worst fortune cookie fortune ever.
Day 16 of #sunsoutteekibumsout @koyawebb @stoked_yogi @teekigram #mamaneedsanewpairofteekis #uncw #wrightsville #wb #wilmington #local #photographer @solar_dharma_initiative #yoga #yogaeverydamnday #namaste #om #shanti #peace #love #bliss #sunrise #beach #ocean
Do you ever get like super vulnerable late at night that you just want to spill your heart out and say how you feel because you’ve been holding it in for so long and you just need some ventilation and there’s just something about two in the morning that makes me lose my filter and say the things I would never have the guts to say when the sun is up.
the nights were mainly made for saying things that you can’t say tomorrow day
when people casually mention something you’re completely obsessed with and it takes every fuckin ounce of your self control not to propel yourself into the stars and scream for the rest of eternity about how much you love the thing