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Every child should be introduced to the Talking Heads. You've done your part.

Blandest

so much bland

Taylor Swift and Calvin Harris

Online Personality Tests are Horoscopes for People who Think they are too Smart for Horoscopes

‘There must be a zoo that’s lost a giraffe recently. They can FedEx it to me.’”

It’s pretty rich of her to construe a homeland security dude doing his job as “trying to get his 15 minutes” considering she hitched her wagon to an aging alcoholic superstar and hasn’t looked back since.

Guys I’m beginning to suspect Tyga isn’t a great person.

This is how I interact with everybody everywhere.

Is it just me or is there something ironic about the Kartrashian klan making a career and fortune on a sex tape - and getting top billing on many o’ Dirt Bags- while Janet, who is actually incredibly talented, lost her career because of a nip slip?

Oh, are we posting Pretty Wild GIFs now?

Meh, God was gonna murder her soon anyways. He was just helpin a bro out.

I once cried in Macy’s because of the Adult Contemporary hit that was playing. It was Unbreak My Heart by Toni Braxton. There was nobody there to drag me out of Macy’s. I was quiet.

It started out as sniffling around the time the first verse ended. Then it went down hard and I thought I would save some pride if I concentrated on finishing the song instead of crying ugly sobs. By the time I was at “Pain is all you’ll find” I stopped singing altogether & cried into the mike - big ugly sobs. I cried

Oh! This isn’t like a break up story but I stopped hanging out with my bff because he was into me like that and became pretty possessive.

The asshole cheated and then broke up with me before I could dump him. And I was very angry so I called him a few weeks later and said I was pregnant. I let him stew for a week and then told him I needed $500 for an abortion. He paid and I took my best friend on a road trip and had the best damn time EVER

Tried to stay friends.

Woody Allen movies are essentially Nicholas Sparks novels for pseudo-intellectuals (or for a better visual, Woody Allen movies are essentially Nicholas Sparks novels with hipster glasses on): they’re formulaic, predictable, enforce shitty sexist stereotypes, are a little squicky, take themselves far too seriously,

My interpretation of religion: