Thanks for waiting a couple days to like this. I had just forgotten about this horror and now its back.
Thanks for waiting a couple days to like this. I had just forgotten about this horror and now its back.
Oh god why did I google this!!!
Why's Bono there?
Saw the second image and all I could think was: wtf?
Ouch! That second pic makes me feel sorry for Doug. (That IS supposed to be Doug right?)
I am 27, so I have grown up in a world where I had a lot of opportunities, I wasn't relegated to the kitchen or forced to wear modest clothes (among other things I am too lazy to list out). I can vote, drive a car, etc. Courtney is much younger than me, so she has had those opportunities as well.
I'm calling it now ladies, saying that you are feminist is gonna be the new thing. Women left and right will claim the title now without knowing what it even means so they can hide behind the whole "real feminists support other women" so that they try to can avoid criticism for their shitty decisions. Clearly because…
Even this:
Well...at the end of the day, feminism is about making sure women have the power and the choice to do whatever they want. If Miley wants to go around naked and rub herself against giant teddy bears, it's her choice. and if miss Stodden wants to look like a pornstar with more surgery... again...her body, her choice.
Sigh. I'm not going to tell anyone she shouldn't call herself a feminist, or that she should. But I'm getting a little tired of this concept that feminism means nothing more than "supporting other women."
This study may be methodologically flawed, but I nonetheless agree with their findings to a certain degree.
I have woken up LEGIT PISSED at Mistergrits for dream felonies. As cheating is no misdemeanor. He slept with my no longer friends friend in a dream. I jumped out of bed, and poor guy woke up so confused. He even apologized. Because I am that crazy?
Ok, I'll admit it, I've totally woken up pissed off over something my SO has done in a dream. And then I realize, it was a f*cking dream! Not real! And my day moves on.
Oh my god, I feel legit crazy when this happens. Usually it's Dream Husband just keeps smiling when I'm upset about a dream situation, and when I wake up and am still annoyed, Real Husband is just laying there next to me asleep, like nothing even happened.
I'd rather have a dream where a coworker was being a dick than a sex dream about a coworker. That happened once, and then when he got into the elevator with me that day, I turned bright red and couldn't even look at him. THANKS A LOT, DREAMS.
You didn't save me from the zombie horde in the Amtrak station and now we're all dead and I couldn't find my shoes and that made me late for geometry class and I'm so mad at you!
I find it disturbing that so many people love watching things get destroyed. Not sure why.
How many more explosions do we need to chronicle before at least one person raises their hand and acknowledges, "Hey, you know, all these explosions pretty much look the same."?
Can you just give it to a kid who cant afford one? But noooo, have to shoot it in slow motion...
Fascinating pictures of a fascinating place.