the man in the black suit →
I know not if this earth on which I stand is the core of the universe or if it is but a speck of dust lost in eternity. I know not and I care not. For I know what happiness is possible to me on earth. And my happiness needs no higher aim to vindicate it. My happiness is not the means to any end. It is the end. It is its own goal. It is its own purpose.
burping and farting
at the same time is by far one of the strangest sensations.
I think more about the future than the past or where I could be rather than where I am now.
paolo buonvino - titoli de testa
telly savalas kojak →
things i've realized:
0. Lists make thinking not hurt right now. 1. I hate Brazilian tour groups. I’m sure they hate me right back. 2. I’m a “cruel cruel woman” for asking you, not your child, to wait 5 minutes. 3. I make grandmothers want to punch me. 4. I’ve developed outstanding gaydar. 5. I’ve also developed a hot dad complex. It’s the female hormones in me knowing...
to infinity and
I hate working with incompetent people. I hate being around loud, self-absorbed people. This job isn’t difficult and it’s even fun; however, working with those people make it unbearable.
i'm an asshole post
Have you ever seen a terribly neglected Tamagochi? It’s fairly comparable to a lot of the children I come across, beastly little recreations of failure parents. The majority of my coworkers are newly introduced to their sexuality— flamboyant, dramatic, and promiscuous. Sometimes I can close my eyes and feel the ocean air rush against my cheeks as if I’m that straight woman...
Oh wait, that’s Disney.
A cast member revealed that 95% of males in Orlando are also gay, 3% are straight, and 2% are undecided. He continued into what could only be described as a food pyramid for homosexuals. Not of what they eat, but rather what people in what doses they value most to least. Maybe a family tree would’ve worked more effectively, or a food chain. Honestly, he didn’t have a source page for...
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