RainforestElf27
RainforestElf27
RainforestElf27

Tilda Swinton and Lupita Nyong'o play the star-crossed lovers. Tom Hiddleston is their guardian angel trying to bring them back together. Nic Cage is the demon trying to keep them apart. Jim Varney is the folksy bookstore employee who finds the letter. Benedict Cumberbatch is Tilda's asexual, aloof older brother.

I went from a C student to an A student in college by making these simple changes:

When I first got this insurance I had to pick up my first pack of bc (now it is automatically mailed to me by my insurer) and the woman at the window was like "your total is zero dollars." and I was like "what? freeeeee?" and she said "we're not allowed to say that, but yeah!" She was so giddy about it and it was

I had the opposite happen. The female pharmacist high-fived me when my birth control pills copay became $0.

This is just so incredibly sad. Between this and the article the other day about the (other) man who murdered his girlfriend's child, I sometimes wish these articles didn't have the descriptive headline. The headline should just read, "Super fucked up article about some terrible shit you don't want to know about" —

I don't ever want to get on your bad side.

Oh I could construct one. Its pretty simple as isolation is one of the worst things you can do to a human being then ladle on a lot of sensory deprivation.

100% one of the worst things I've read about ever. Don't mind me while I go through cute overload before I go to sleep.

For 13 glorious seconds, there was nothing but pure joy in my heart. Because dog.

OMG.

...guh.

Honestly, no one makes my heart patter like Christopher Plummer as the Captain.

THIS belongs in the scary stories contest they have every year. I am serious.

I think sometimes abusive parents have a tendency to believe the lies they've told themselves about how wonderful their children's childhoods were. Particularly if their children turned out to be decent adults.

White Americans make up 77.7% of the population, so.....

Just for the sake of comparison:

there are some terrifying, awful men out there that will in one breath call you the most beautiful creature in the world, and then—when you fail to meet whatever demand or expectation they've laid out for you—will say things to you that you're pretty sure only get said during prison riots.

Yeah. I came away from a lot of my online dating experiences with a bad taste in my mouth, too. Also, a horrible feeling that there are some terrifying, awful men in the world that will in one breathe call you the most beautiful creature in the world, and then—when you fail to meet whatever demand/expectation they've

I love posts like this. For nearly 50 years I got up every weekday morning at 6am and drove an hour or more to school or work. Now I'm retired and sleep in every day. Every 'effing day.