May 2013
9 posts
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Picture a 6-foot-5 blind autistic boy flailing his arms and running toward a crying infant at the store, screaming “DON’T SLAP THE BABY AT TRADER JOE’S!”
I give it about three days before fame ruins Charles Ramsey’s life and the world endlessly mocks him
It’s a shame that none of my goals in life were to look like a fat Moby
but the most punk thing ever is getting your eight hours of sleep
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April 2013
26 posts
You’re watching Goof Troop when the frightening realization hits you that, at least once, Goofy got laid
Most white feminists look at me disdainfully when I recount some of my choice...
– Veena Cabreros-Sud (via janedoe225)
I don’t think that defending yourself is indicative of you yourself being “violent,” regardless of your views on gender politics. If someone is making your feel unsafe or threatened, you should strike them with everything you have. If ANYONE...
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I’m still having these fleeting thoughts that maybe yesterday was just a dream.
oh bitch bitch bitch, DM
I've got all the grit in the world and nothing I...
I can’t help but bounce back, but I’m getting pretty fucking sick and tired of being pushed down in the first place
the pathetic, depressed reflection staring back at you from the top screen of your nintendo ds
That one Marmaduke strip where his owners forget that big dogs need to eat from elevated dishes. He gets bloat and dies on the operating table
I lived in NYC for 12 years before the economy forced me to move home and in...
– What I’ll miss about NYC. From gawker, in reply to an article on NYC vs LA.
http://gawker.com/5922392/?post=50737681
Living in PDX now.
(via zacharyalexstern)
i feel like most of these dumb nyc vs la arguments boil down to nyc is older than la and some people prefer that but frame it in other...
March 2013
30 posts
WHO YOU TRY'NA BUMP AND GRIND ON
Walk into any bar tonight with a label-less map...
It's one of those days
where an hour after I started getting dressed I still only have socks on, because the sooner I’m dressed the sooner I’ll be at the vet’s office giving the go-ahead to cremate my dog. One of those days.