February 2011
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Sometimes having a pet is the fucking
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weirdest thing in the world.
Like, yes, there’s the cuddling and the tickles and the LOL LOOK WHAT I PUT ON YOUR BODY, but there’s also the awkward eye contact that makes you incredibly aware that you’ve basically paid money and made a years-long emotional commitment to bring another organism into your living space and keep you company.
Like, a flaccid meeting of the eyes in a...
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Dude. Bring me your license from the state board of cosmetology, and we’ll talk....
– I love my Vegas stripper friends. (via coketalk)
datebynumbers:
“To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the 45 lessons life taught me. It is the most requested column I’ve ever written. My odometer rolled over to 90 in August, so here is the column once more:
1. Life isn’t fair, but it’s still good.
2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.
3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.
4. Your job won’t take care of you when you...
Men of today seem to feel more acutely than ever the paradox of their condition....
– Simone de Beauvoir (via fuckyeahexistentialism)
Paper bag party →
bestofwikipedia:
Paper bag parties were 20th-century African-American social events at which only individuals with complexions at least as light as the color of a brown paper bag were admitted. The term also refers to larger issues of class and caste within the African-American population. (via sleevia)
Whut? I will have to ask my black friend about this…
On a girl with real problems.
dearcoketalk:
I’ve had a really unstable and dramatic life. Raped twice, molested by several family friends, beat by my parents and ex boyfriends, and much much more. I also am extremely bi polar (I’ve been diagnosed several different times by different psychiatrists since I was 6 years old). I’ve tried to get over my issues and just live life, be happy, and leave the bullshit behind. But I...
If you are distressed by anything external, the pain is not due to the thing...
– Marcus Aurelius
It was the best of times; it was the worst of times. It was the age of wisdom;...
– Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities (via boringoldraphael)
thefrenemy:
New issue of Cosmo. Glass of wine. Here we gooooo.
I say ‘testicle’ so it might be NSFW but really, get the fuck back to work.
Ever sit in bed listening to your
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own heartbeat and become suddenly aware that you have no cognitive control over virtually any of the biological processes that your body performs in order for you to survive?
Like, what if I were suddenly responsible for remembering to beat my own heart?
What a fucking nightmare. I’d be dead in six minutes.
That or I’d just never do anything because I’d be too busy sitting in...