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mistakenforstars31

It’s still crazy to me how much men can hate women, to the point of being absolutely ridiculous and childish. I’m fascinated by this. What is it? Resentment for never being loved back? Insecurity? Frustrated homosexuality? Childhood trauma? WHAT??

Melissa McCarthy, Kristen Wiig, Kate McKinnon and Leslie Jones spent Saturday dressed in their Ghostbusters costumes, visiting patients at the Floating Hospital for Children at Tufts Medical Center.

“Oh for fuck’s sake! Stop trying to make your boring ass babies cool with my last name.”

I will never forgive the person that started the Starbucks secret menu website. It made my time there hell. I had so many people look at me like I was an idiot when I didn’t know what went in a banana split frappicino or a birthday cake one. No. Stop. Order off the damn menu that already has like 50 options and stop

Tbf, if Republicans have taught us anything, it’s that you don’t need to know anything at all about Jesus in order to tell other people what he wants.

My parents both worked full-time. Camp was cheaper than getting someone to take care of me every day.

I’ve got a few of my own, but I’m telling my brother’s because it’s/he’s fucking boss.

I kind of suddenly became a quiet and calm kid around 9 years old. But the first year I went to summer camp, I was 8 years old, before I became a “good” kid. To the adults, I was seen as an outgoing and energetic, but otherwise good kid. But to the other kids, I didn’t made as good an impression as I was the kind of

First sleep-away girl scout camp, a week long, and I went with a friend from school; we were one state away from home while our families stayed at a vacation cabin, so we only knew each other. It was in the woods but not insane, with lots of activities and swimming and crafts and horses, the whole deal. I loved it, my

I went to camp in Louisiana, which is of course a whole state filled with swampy things that want to kill you. I was taking canoeing lessons with fellow campers, and we were doing the bit where you purposely tip the canoe and practice getting back in. There we were, all bobbing around in the small pond, when one of

I will admit that I am not graceful, pretttty much the opposite of that and I think it stems from my total lack of balance. When I was 13 my bestfriend and I went to summer camp, and in addition to the normal swimming, horseback riding and hiking they also had this really intense ropes courses. One of them is you put

Honest to gosh, cross my heart this is true.

Told this before but: Parents came up visiting day. Once they had us hopped up on red dye#whatever from the pistachios and sugar high on “Now or Laters” they announced that when we came home , mommy and daddy would no longer be living together. But I’m not bitter and I look forward to people’s stories of bunk raid

i went to mormon girls camp with my mormon cousins (and the rest of my catholic cousins, who were staying with the mormons for a while). we were doing a ropes course and i was way too tall for it, so i was already really off kilter. a bug flew at my face and i said ‘JESUS CHRIST’ and everyone looked at me aghast and i

“Fuck ‘yo Rosetta stone!”

Not a cat, but still relevant:

#teamfurbaby

The greatest songwriting team in the history of music is Bob Dylan and whoever brought Bob Dylan his cigarettes/speed/weed/220-221 whatever it takes.

Brother, I have been publishing that piece in serial form for months.