out of the woodworks and a half
convinced someone puts an ad out on social networking sites whenever i’m single. sheesh!
The first dry cleaning biz opens at JFK. It can do... →
i just dont understand WHY
The bar is so low for her that if she walks on to a debate stage and is able to...– Robert Draper on Sarah Palin.
I’m not doing this as a political stunt. I’m doing this because...– REP. TODD ROKITA, a Republican from Indiana, on why he is choosing to sleep in his office, rather than rent an apartment in the nation’s capital. Most House members earn $174,000 a year and maintain homes in their districts.
talk about perspective
yeah, my heart hurts a little…but “broken into a million pieces”? holy mackerel! i want to give this lady a hug. too bad she’s in DC.
i have no idea what i just did…dude being there really threw me off.
really not used to
looking to dudes for comfort, but i just felt like an eight year old all over again and wanted to cry to my brother ——- he has an interview tomorrow…him getting a job is a lot more important than whatever kind of solace i could find right now.
And then it hit her… She was the one wronged. So why is she the one sitting in a parking lot feeling sorry for herself? Fuck this. A grande soy with whip hot chocolate, pls.
You know what I hate?
Sitting like a creepo in the Sbux parking lot because going home with puffy eyes isnt an option.
Listen, I never claimed to be stable
So I dont feel like a complete pansy when I cry over a boy, I make up an elaborate story of an invisble friend from childhood passing away. That makes the crying ok, right? How fitting the the final horrah should have an audrience (no, really, why was she just there?) and that he run off to go be with a friend while i sniffle like a payhetic little girl? Very fitting. Wouldn’t have been...
You can call me the tissue monster
I swear im actually eating them…
today i learned that i drove a man crazy
because the email i received from him was straight out of nonsense land. For the record, not even in my defense, as this is the actual truth: He complains of a thankless job…for which he got thanked on numerous occasions. He complains of just once asking for a break, for some credit…I gave him an out if he couldn’t deal. He never wanted to take it He complains i snooped on his...
my nipple is going to fucking fall off
!!!!!! why the nickel allergy now?! huh, body? why now? aren’t i nice to you? don’t i take care of you with the super expensive eczema lotion, the natural foods, the extra fiber, gym time, soft clothes?!? WHAT ELSE DO YOU WANT FROM ME, YOU SELFISH WHORE?! no seriously. we visit every doctor known to man, that lady stuck that camera you know where and that was all for you! i need to...
Sex is part of nature. I go along with nature– Marilyn Monroe - sourced
OMG, theres an asian baby here that looks like a doll. I think im gonna die.
hindsight is no man's friend*
————————- *unless you have a time machine
thank you for being the one place i can be emo, tumblr. it’s refreshing to not have to keep up the “everything’s marvelous” pretense. that shit’s exhausting. if i lose any followers because of these posts lately, be dears and blow me on your way out.
i better wake up different tomorrow. i can’t fake a headache of this magnitude for very much longer without people catching on to something…. who am i kidding? no one will ever catch on. everyone’s oblivious and i’m too proud & private
bitter as shit right now
the apple doesn’t fall far from the emotionally unstable tree. i get on my mother all the time for not dealing with her emotions properly. see, she doesnt know how to deal with ANY of them, so she defaults to anger. now, i definitely am a big baby and can spend HOURS crying my stupid little brown eyes out…but you better believe I don’t feel better until I let myself get angry. ...
i want a partner that has seen and appreciates 80’s movies the way i do. that has essentially always been my problem: i want a gay man. what do i do with that? i want a penis but without all those other things penises come with like reduced understanding of reality and appropriate levels of interest outside of video games, their dirtbag friends, other women, and sex. i can get down with 2...
growing up sure is fun
by fun, i mean full of these weird realizations that make you want to punch yourself. i used to (up until earlier today) mock those girls that when drunk need any dude around to justify their esteem. any man will do, as long as he can make her feel attractive. i thought i was above that because, well, if you’ve seen me when drunk, i can barely stand to be touched my strangers, let alone...
i regret telling you that i love you. shit’s been kind of lame since right around then. self fulfilling prophecy? did i call it or am i just making it happen? me thinks its not me this time…
did i mention if i didnt find women so obnoxious and complex, i’f give up on men completely? the thought of never catching a communicable disease that may or may not kill me and may or may not be curable sounds frickin amazing! because what else can you really expect from a heterosexual relationship with a male? if i dont encounter another straight male in my life, i wouldnt feel in the...