April 2012
picturesinhismind replied to your post: picturesinhismind replied to your post: what sort…
It kind of sucks, but when you get the job you can spend the whole day looking forward to going home and taking off your pants.
That’s always the best part of the day.
picturesinhismind replied to your post: what sort of parttime job can i get where i don’t…
Don’t mention people anxiety. Pretend you’re fine with people. It’s what I do.
Yeah, I pretty much realized that the minute I said it in my interview earlier this week. There goes that job.
what sort of parttime job can i get where i don’t have to talk to people?
because i keep applying for these retail jobs and then mentioning people anxiety and i never get a call back.
halp
March 2012
It’s funny because people think I’m quiet
but I’m just listening to everyone’s conversations
and figuring out their weaknesses
and ill use them against you to get further in life
because I hate everyone.
George R.R. Martin on writing women
- George Stroumboulopoulos: There's one thing that's interesting about your books. I noticed that you write women really well and really different. Where does that come from?
- George R.R. Martin: You know, I've always considered women to be people.
look at these potatoes even though they have different skin colours they are still friends we should all act more like potatoes
I’m not sure people understand how significant it is to me when they initiate conversation. Or, for that matter, how significant it is if I initiate it with you. If I’m talking first, then I value you and I want you in my life.
If you initiate contact first, I take that as a validation of the very same thing. Talk first, and it reminds me that you cared enough about me to do it.
this.
^
It has been such a long week.
But it’s almost the weekend.
And almost time for adventures with the boy part 2.
:3
i want to keep this one.
cool? cool.
cool, cool, cool.
The Best Birth Control In The World Is For Men
If I were going to describe the perfect contraceptive, it would go something like this: no babies, no latex, no daily pill to remember, no hormones to interfere with mood or sex drive, no negative health effects whatsoever, and 100 percent effectiveness. The funny thing is, something like that currently exists.
The procedure called RISUG (reversible inhibition of sperm under guidance) takes about 15 minutes with a doctor, is effective after about three days, and lasts for up to 10 years. A doctor applies some local anesthetic, makes a small pinhole in the base of the scrotum, reaches in with a pair of very thin forceps, and pulls out the small white vas deferens tube. Then, the doctor injects a polymer called Vasalgel, pushes the vas deferens back inside, puts a band aid over the small hole, and the man is on his way. If this all sounds incredibly simple and inexpensive, that’s because it is. The chemicals themselves cost less than the syringe used to administer them.
With one little injection, this non-toxic jelly will sit there for 10 years without you having to do anything else to not have babies. Set it and forget it. Oh, and when you do decide you want those babies, it only takes one other injection of water and baking soda to flush out the gel, and within two to three months, you’ve got all your healthy sperm again.
The trouble is, most people don’t even know this exists. And if men only need one super-cheap shot every 10 years, that’s not something that gets big pharmaceutical companies all fired up, because they’ll make zero money on it (even if it might have the side benefit of, you know, destroying HIV).
If this sounds awesome for you or your loved one, get the word out. Share this article.
onesyouhear replied to your post: and now, for some alcohol fueled tumbling …
Sucking, my dear! :D /hug
:D <3
and now, for some alcohol fueled tumbling
because it has been that kind of day and i’m 21, so suck it.
Let me show you all the fucks I give about weather
That’s it, there they all are
The Problem With Poets (Rerun) →
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The problem with poets is that they’re damaged goods, they spell out
their disabilities with emotionally stirred ink, they wear labels that classify
them as defective humans, they write poetry with scars across their
compositions. These people see the gorgeousness in everything, the
raw anger in the goodness of the atmosphere and translate it perfectly
across fields of paper. They’re the detailed hungry viewers of the world
that lack a sense of forced reality. And in concept they’re the perfect
candidates to have a romantic affair with but the truth is this; they
seem to capture the cogs of what makes this place go around; they’re
in touch with a different aspect of time, but in essence poets lack the
commonsense that what they’re looking for is right in front of them.
They’re blinded angels, they only see what they write and hear what
they read. The problem with poets is that some have missing hearts,
other’s broken souls, most with lost ways and the means to spell that
out.
i’d rather be funny than attractive
thank god i’m both
“You’re always haunted by the idea you’re wasting your life.”
—Chuck Palahniuk (via velocifapfapfaptor)
