January 2012
Every week, around Wednesday she proclaims to no one in particular “I am really craving a cheeseburger!”. Every week! Like she hasn’t had one in months, years, like she’s never even seen a cow. This is a short story of a young woman, and her path to self discovery. That fateful Wednesday that she realized that cheeseburgers, may in fact, be her favorite food.
When I count calories I don’t count raw vegetables cause that’s just mean. However the higher power at myfitnesspal may have just assumed I had a bacon and mayo sandwich for lunch. Which I guess a BLT essentially is. I’m not sorry.
hayao-miyazaki:
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Thanks for your understanding.
remember that cute bikini i posted earlier?
well i google searched for like 45 minutes, and this is definitely not it.
ALSO, babies are the best.
i went to church in the lithuanian hood today and i realized that europe is very very different.
even though im really into my culture and can folk dance and tie scout knots and sing songs in lithuanian, i still did not get it.
i did look very cute however.
dear brain,
i would really much appreciate it if you would be quiet for a bit.
i can't wait to spend my weekdays going home right...
HOLIDAYS ARE OVER.
Dumb little quips that inspire.: Your partner... →
firevvalkwithme:
fvneralmonolith:
sexmadesimple:
It just means that they feel like a little self-lovin’ time! Masturbation, for a lot of folks, is different from sex. And even if you find your partner super-hot, and you’re having sex daily, you still might get the urge to have a…
i dont get mad because i watch keeping up with the kardashians. its kind of the same thing.
December 2011
dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb
How to Be an Other Woman
skanedalous:
Love drains from you, takes with it much of your blood sugar and water weight. You are like a house slowly losing its electricity, the fans slowing, the lights dimming and flickering; the clocks stop and go and stop.
“It was the sort of beauty you feel so deeply it becomes contagious and somehow...”
– Alice Hoffman (via misswallflower)
