Pretty much. (via The Burden of Giving a Shit — Friends of Type)
I have been on a super-healthy roller coaster of hating and loving men. SUPER healthy.
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Pretty much. (via The Burden of Giving a Shit — Friends of Type)
I have been on a super-healthy roller coaster of hating and loving men. SUPER healthy.
Good times for a change
See, the luck I’ve had
Can make a good man
Turn bad
So please please please
Let me, let me, let me
Let me get what I want
This time
Haven’t had a dream in a long time
See, the life I’ve had
Can make a good man bad
So for once in my life
Let me get what I want
Lord knows, it would be the first time
Lord knows, it would be the first time
The Smiths
I very rarely post on this site so I figured it was time.
So if you know me you know that this has been a *pretty* poopable month. Weird that for legal reasons I can’t talk about it? Yup. Very.
Living in NYC is definitely a love/hate thing. Mostly love but that’s not what this blog is about. Hobo stank, attitudes, ignorant mofos, the rent being too damn high…its all worth it. You will find me singing this song on your phone in my next drunk dial.
(l-r): November 2011, August 2000
I admit I’m a little rusty on Sex and the City, but wasn’t the whole point of this show in the end that you do indeed need a man?
(Source: dandaddario)
Anonymous asked: Do you think anybody takes you seriously? And if they did, are you worthy of it?
Wow, anonymous. I would take this question seriously if you had enough balls to not ax anonymously.
And no and no.
ladyguyguy asked: I love Conan's beard, don't you?
YES! I know I’m a hipster that loves beards but really I just felt like he looked better. It balanced the hair and his beady eyes. And made him even MORE ginger.
submitted by helloimrichard
My first pocket dump. I’ve finally got all the pieces I like for an everyday carry, so I decided to do my first pocket dump. These are the usual items I carry on a daily when I’m not at work.
Closewise starting with top left corner:
- Fossil Chronograph Watch
- iPhone 4 inside Incase Smoked Snapcase
- Boker Plus Credit Card Knife used as a money clip
- Paracord Bracelet with button fastener
- IMKING Coin Pouch (Purple) with extra lighter/change
- Spyderco Tenacious
- SOG Power Assist (Black Oxide)
- Surefire E2D LED Defender
- Sharpie
- Paracord Keychain with car/house keys
- Silver Zippo LighterI’m definitely going to keep updating this as I go, but for now, I’m pretty content with my daily carry.
Editor’s Note: You’ve done a good job for your first — it shows you’ve done a lot of research as well, which is great. Your EDC trinity has great bang-for-buck items in it, which I feel is important for primary EDC tools. I’d suggest picking up a stainless steel Sharpie too. It’s durable, hefty and takes refills (it would also look great with that Zippo). I like your backup gear, they’re unique and multifunctional (paracord lanyard, Kubasek knifeclip) but I have a feeling in the later iterations of your EDC you’ll slim it down a little… that’s what I ended up doing, anyway. Thanks for sharing and keep it up~
Wow. This tumblr just posts (what I presume is selected) submissions of shit guys have in their pockets. I haven’t gone in depth and read through everything but on a glance, motherfuckers carry weapons. I’ve noticed some of my guy friends with knives on them & thought, “Huh. Smart.” But now that I see this blog is full of them it’s almost like, really? I know I’m a female that carries some ridiculous shit with me but at some point, when you have, oh I dunno, 9 small knives with you at all times, are you compensating for something? Did mommy love you too much?
This is a nickname of mine that has made it through the years into a verb (“Just decision Diana it and kiss her!”). I’m not always proud of it, but it is one of the many facets of diamond that is my soul.
If you know my temper or have known me for awhile, you may know that although I try to be as devil-may-care as I can, it ANNNOYYYYYYSSS me when people can’t be decisive. I heard this fact once and I quote it so much you would think I would know the source, but it’s been clinically proven the more you ruminate on something, the more likely you are to regret it, WHICHEVER decision you make. You see all sides and then when you choose a side, you can’t “unsee” the other one you contemplated. I try my best not to be rash, but if we’re like, “What do you want to eat?” and it’s hour 4 and 3 people can’t decide, that will be the moment where I will be known as the girl who killed her close friends with her raw, bare, naked hands over KFC vs. Boston Market. I remember the conception of this “side” of me when I said something along the lines of, “I know we all “DON’T CARE” where we eat and I T-R-U-E-L-Y do NOT, but this conversation of ‘what are we gonna do now?’ is slowly eating my soul’s will to thrive. So I will make a decision and unless you’re lying about “NOT CARING” where we eat then you CAN’T REFUTE ME.” After this I clearly recall seeing someone say under their breath, “yes I can.” At which point I had to control my hedonistic urge to rip eyes out through genitalia.
Nah, sorry Club Monaco. Stop trying to make it geezer garters hap.
So I decided to *try* to refine this site a little bit more. There’s now a question page! For those not familiar it means you can submit a question for me to answer. And for all you trolls out there, anonymity is permitted! Yay! I’m proud of the title so check it out. Oh um, the fact that most no one will see this or ax me something I suppose is poopable? I have too positive an outlook to find this poopable enough to post. Blah.
And can’t answer question posts or photo reply? Have I just not figured it out? If not then I feel it’s the poor interface’s fault! Cause I am a g-d genius!
Could’ve spent the night with virgin. Can’t tell if I’m not b/c I’m over it or I’m petty.
Also, got called chubby on St. Valentine’s day.
hah, this post sounds depressing but I’m actually not in a horrible mood.