It is said that your life flashes before your eyes just before you die. That is true, it’s called Life.
Terry Pratchett, The Last Continent (via leslieseuffert)
When your heart is broken you plant seeds in the cracks and you pray for rain.
Andrea Gibson (via psych-facts)
I Had a Stroke at 33

nickgerber:

A night on the town

Men always say that as the defining compliment: the Cool Girl. She’s a cool girl. Being the Cool Girl means that I am a hot, brilliant, funny woman who adores football, poker, dirty jokes, and burping, who plays video games, drinks cheap beer, loves threesomes and anal sex, and jams hot dogs and hamburgers into her mouth like she’s hosting the world’s biggest culinary gang bang while somehow maintaining a size 2, because Cool Girls are above all hot. Hot and understanding. Cool Girls never get angry; they only smile in a chagrined, loving manner and let their men do whatever they want. Go ahead, shit on me, I don’t mind, I’m the Cool Girl.
Men actually think this girl exists. Maybe they’re fooled because so many women are willing to pretend to be this girl. For a long time Cool Girl offended me. I used to see these men - friends, coworkers, strangers - giddy over these awful pretender women, and I’d want to sit these men down and calmly say: You are not dating a woman, you are dating a woman who has watched too many movies written by socially awkward men who’d like to believe that this kind of woman exists and might kiss them. I’d want to grab the poor guy by his lapels or messenger bag and say: The bitch doesn’t really love chili dogs that much - no one loves chili dogs that much! And the Cool Girls are even more pathetic: They’re not even pretending to be the woman they want to be, they’re pretending to be the woman a man wants them to be. Oh, and if you’re not a Cool Girl, I beg you not to believe that your man doesn’t want the Cool Girl. It may be a slightly different version - maybe he’s a vegetarian, so Cool Girl loves seitan and is great with dogs; or maybe he’s a hipster artist, so Cool Girl is a tattooed, bespectacled nerd who loves comics. There are variations to the window dressing, but believe me, he wants Cool Girl, who is basically the girl who likes every fucking thing he likes and doesn’t ever complain. (How do you know you’re not Cool Girl? Because he says things like: ‘I like strong women.’ If he says that to you, he will at some point fuck someone else. Because ‘I like strong women’ is code for ‘I hate strong women.’)
I waited patiently - years - for the pendulum to swing the other way, for men to start reading Jane Austen, learn how to knit, pretend to like cosmos, organize scrapbook parties, and make out with each other while we leer. And then we’d say, Yeah, he’s a Cool Guy.
But it never happened. Instead, women across the nation colluded in our degradation! Pretty soon Cool Girl became the standard girl. Men believed she existed - she wasn’t just a dreamgirl one in a million. Every girl was supposed to be this girl, and if you weren’t, then there was something wrong with you.

Gone Girl, Gillian Flynn. (via whoistorule)

THIS IS PART OF WHY THIS BOOK IS GOLD. It’s also just so well-written and surprising. Any book that catches me off guard and doesn’t do it in a way that’s forced gets a gold star because that sort of thing doesn’t happen very often.

(Source: the-library-and-step-on-it)


fashion-runways:

RED VALENTINO Spring RTW 2015

My roommate and I were gonna go camping tonight (my first time sleeping in the wilderness in naught but a tent) but now she has too much work and can’t give up the time to go. :( So what to do today? My day of no classes, no real need to start homework, and no motivation?

I’MMA GO DO A YOGA/PILATES CLASS. ALONE. SO NO ONE I KNOW CAN MAKE FUN OF ME.

And then I’ll probably head over to my office (in the imminent downpour of rain), do some reading (just to keep myself busy/my officemate left her book there and said I could use it), try to see Bandaloop! (the exclamation is theirs - they’re performers who jump all over buildings and kinda deserve it), after which I will come home and make okroshka (a Russian soup I haven’t had in 2ish years that I’ve never made before but friggin-A it’s good so I’m gonna try anyway).

This doesn’t seem like grad school life but until practicum and work start up, I will enjoy the freedom.

Dr. Dre out.


skittleoakley:

Daughter tells her Dad he’s going to be a Grandpa [x]

(Source: skttle)


fashion-runways:

DANY TABET Couture 2015