Who lives in the PNW?
Who lives in the PNW?
This is a beautiful piece of literature.
I think the producers were humoring her at best. Yara is a major role. There is no way they were going to cast Lily fucking Allen in it. Sorry... not sorry.
Drink Vodka like the rest of us do—at home, alone, in a pool of tears reading crossoverWatership Down-Ratatouille fan fiction and tweeting poetry quotes to Gary Busey.
that is fucking crazy and adorable
Yeah, I think this is how celebrities do things sometimes. I met Passion Pit last year and we weren't to touch them either, but I don't think they looked *quite* as suicidal.
dogs can absolutely recognize people, even after time away. i had a dog live with me for a year, and then move to my parents house because they really wanted her and i wanted to travel. even though i now see her for maybe 1-2 weeks a YEAR, every time i come home she CLEARLY recognizes me, even if i don't say anything,…
I must be some kind of slut, because I feel like I've had sex everywhere. Against a tree in the park. Against a fence in the back of a crowd at a music festival. In the middle of a Seattle sidestreet, against someone else's car. I'm pretty sure I gave a handjob on the 72 bus once. Let's see... an airport bathroom. The…
Sorry, you're wrong. This appears to be my version of heaven and I thought I was an atheist.
Hot Potato is my new response to everything.
A cash calf! That is my new favorite expression.
I am the exception to the rule in this case and I hate it. I am the first born girl with two younger brothers, and they are both eons smarter and will likely be better educated than me. They absorbed my wisdom, learned from my mistakes and probably haven't done nearly as many drugs. I was daddy's princess, and it…
I accidentally read "diverse attorney" as "divorce attorney" in number 2 and was wondering what divorce attorneys did to be in the same category as women.
i need it. now. for reasons.
#prayforavril is my new favorite hashtag
My favorite fact about myself is that a few years ago, I shaved my head. I have crazy, thick, curly, long dark hair, and it's probably my biggest identifier. I shocked everyone - and myself - by shaving it all off and donating the hair to a cancer organization. Relearning my identity without my hair was strange, but…
THANK YOU LINDY. This is why you are my favorite. EVERYONE on my Facebook feed has been sharing it like it's the BEST THING EVER OMG!!111! and I thought something was wrong with because I had every thought that you just articulated.
This is exactly how I read it too! So not just you.
I listened to this and immediately thought "Yeah... no. Too 2002. Not going to happen. Someone needs to get out of the house more often."
Where is the nicotine vs. vicodin box?! Am I just too high on bath salts that I don't see it? THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT.