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I AM AN UNHOLY SEER!! Two days ago— I shit you not— driving the car, I turned to my dude and said, "Damn, isn't it about time Missy Elliot made an album?!" //°_°\

A dry[wall]-humper?

My brain is screaming.

Wake up.

Hey I'm on your side, my dude is a songwriter and has worked with Justin Parker before. It's his song.

I kind of like teddies & unitards. They're best under loose tank tops, so they become part outer-wear.

Let's roll! For a year I had a 2.5 hour commute from Brooklyn to Westchester involving 3 different trains and a taxi to my job.

As a fine artist I feel as if I should just jump in here and say Saige is bullshit. I have never met a horseback-riding painter. "Hard-drinking painter" would be more accurate, if they're going for the educational label.

Problem: the video is way better than the song.

I'm maybe not quite as somnolent as you are, but I have noticed that I struggle more to gain sleep and escape from it in the morning than any of the men in my life. It is upsetting, and I try strange potions and pills to "correct" this discrepancy with mixed results.

I would really like it— it would be a relief of epic proportions— if the media referred to women aged 18 and older as WOMEN not "girls." I find the term infantilizing and disrespectful in a way akin to calling a black man a "boy."

I think it would be pretty great if kids in the USA were denied more things.

I have no idea how that is supposed to be comforting.

Damn, you're in billions! I got 26 million years (strawberry blonde).

Ohmagaaahd staaahp. Just let the good stuff get done if you can't/don't know how to help. Save question time for bad things and science.

The article said peanuts were good.

He sounds like a ray of fucking sunshine.