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I’m done with men. If I had the choice of never speaking to men again, I would hop on that choice so fucking fast. Unfortunately, I still have to go to school and be taught by male teachers, serviced by that one asshole that works the most often at the cafe down the street from my school lest I have to go 40 minutes

I accidently visited one of these crisis pregnancy centers from an ad that I always saw on the subway when I lived in New York. It was somewhere in Stuyvensant. I didn’t realize what it actually was until I asked about abortion options and they refused to talk to me about them and started reading me scripture. They

My parents are going to be REALLY upset about this.

I love this show, but with every new episode I find it harder to watch because of how insufferable and awful Frankie is. She’s a terrible character and is distracting to the positive parts of the show. They really need to pull back on her awfulness.

Ok, I woke up this morning to a group text my father sent to my sister and I about the Louis CK allegations and he just doesn’t understand. He’s pretty old, so it’s not surprising he’s making comments like, “well if something happened to these women, they need to say it now instead of waiting a long time.” or “they’re

This show is like Modern Family to me. I have absolutely no idea why i’m still watching it, I hate it, it’s a seriously god awful show. Why am I still watching it?! Whhhhyyyyyyyyy

And because of that stuff you just listed, people think you’re weird for having a low-key marriage, non-traditional wedding. We eloped, bought $80 wedding bands from Kay’s at the mall, and got married at city hall with a friend as our witness on a randomly picked day. We didn’t tell people for months that we got

Somehow I really don’t think Charlie Rose would allow that to happen...

Woops, that was meant to read “and on the trip back to Ohio (not California) it was an especially crappy winter”. That’s what I get for writing this out before I have my morning coffee.

Ok, i’m going to post my own weird creepy (LONG) story, even though i’m stuck in the greys which i’ll never escape from. This is the only thing something eerie and creepy and horror movie-like has ever happened in my life. It was a reaaaaalllly long time ago, like around the early-2000's.

The feels I get when looking at these pictures are the same feels I get when I look at old pictures of my ex and I together when we were at our happiest.   

Woah, man. I think i’ll just stick to shaking my fist at them from afar.

Those Balenciagas are so fucking ugly. There are a ton of extremely wealthy undergrads at my University who wear these. One dude was wearing all-white ones and they were stained with dirt because I guess he doesn’t care about them all that much? Then I saw him get into a brand new Maserati and drive away.

So very very very very very very very very very very very very

Jeez, what a bitch.

““At Tarte, keeping customer information fully secure is our No. 1 priority.”

NOPE

My husband and I are doing the long distance thing while I earn my B.A., which means that I live near campus and he lives about an hour away (he was living 2 hours away but had to move). We each have our own apartments and he visits most weekends if i’m not swamped with school work.

Mirasolo was initially sentenced to one year in county jail, but was released in less than seven months to care for his mother, who was sick.

I saw it this weekend and it was....medium. The real star, for me, was the seating at the theater we went to. It was two seats with no one else around us, and they were basically giant, soft, leather recliners. I was in heaven.