Don’t worry, I cued it up to the best part.
The best part: I want to have a beer with him, but I also fully trust him to run the country. Win/win!
Show me a femme who doesn’t love Jem and the Holograms and I’ll show you a butch in disguise.
(Source: afterellen.com)
The Only Advice You Need
- Ramou: It’s hard out there for a young, smart, ambitious lady. Any advice?
- Nikki: Know that you are all three and act accordingly.
- Sara: Don’t worry about being popular or cool. It’s a giant waste of your precious time. You have an empire to build, so get to it.
No, it doesn’t feel good. But I know who I am. I’m a proud black woman. A lot of black people are upset. This should be a wake-up call to black people… . People were living in euphoria for a while. People think we’re gone further than we have.
Patricia Carroll, the CNN camerawoman who was assaulted with peanuts and called an animal by two attendees at the Republican National Convention
(Source: mije.org)
It was because I finally found the one human being who fills my heart with joy and whom I couldn’t possibly go another day without lest I shrink to something small and mean and soulless.
(Source: thoughtcatalog.com)
Swim practice is all inner monologue. It is lonely and repetitious, and it gives birth to obsessive-compulsive tendencies that germinate in the altered perception of sound and gravity created by the submerged eardrums. You can literally hear yourself think. Even the tiniest grunt, mumble or whisper bounces back into the brain as an amplified sound wave cresting on whatever mood you’re in. And it’s breaking whether you’re ready or not.
Nate Jackson for Deadspin
(Source: deadspin.com)
The Temptations take on Hey Jude
I will write in words of fire. I will write them on your skin. I will write about desire. Write beginnings, write of sin. You’re the book I love the best, your skin only holds my truth, you will be a palimpsest lines of age rewriting youth. You will not burn upon the pyre. Or be buried on the shelf. You’re my letter to desire: And you’ll never read yourself. I will trace each word and comma As the final dusk descends, You’re my tale of dreams and drama, Let us find out how it ends.
Neil Gaiman
