Need these in my life:
Ohhh Lulu Floral and Lace Retro Summer Camp Bra and Panties
Facebook Campaign of the Day
An American Bulldog mix has been rescued and adopted from a kill shelter in Jackson, TN, following a public outcry after the revelation that his previous owner had abandoned him because he didn’t want a “gay” dog. According to the Facebook post, which has since gained more than 5,000 shares, the dog’s owner decided to drop the canine off at a local kill shelter after finding him hunched over another male dog.
Wait. I may be wrong, but I was under the impression that dogs will hump ANYTHING, animate or inanimate. Sooooo, point being: Homophobes are ignorant fuckers that need help.
Super happy at my first attempt at a glitter jelly sandwich!
Pretty much all I ever do in my free time now…
Lena Dunham and Indie Rocker Beau Jack Antonoff Make Out in Public | UsMagazine
In no way is fun. “indie rock.” That said, did you know Antonoff once dated Scarlet Johansson? And that if you pay close attention to your Drive Thru Records DVD Vol. 1 she appears in a video featuring his former band Steel Train?
What the fuck is Lena Dunham even wearing?! Super high-waisted pants or a onesie? And what is coming out of his shoe??
THAT IS TOTALLY A LE CHAT NOIR PRINT SOCK. GIMME.
This guy’s counting on you.
Just got done bawling at Guillaume’s face via Skype because:
1) No one in the U.S. wants to answer any of his job applications, much less hire him.
2) No one in Europe will want to hire me (prove me wrong, universe, pleeeease), because, let’s face it, why in the hell would anyone in my field, in France, hire a non-European with VIRTUALLY NO EXPERIENCE.
3) FUCKING TJ MAXX IS PUSSYFOOTING ABOUT GIVING ME MY PART-TIME JOB BACK. I put my application in 3 weeks ago, and they’re still giving me vague answers about it. Thanks a lot TJ Maxx!
4) I’m quitting smoking. And not the fun way either, but fucking cold-turkey, because I have no money, because TJ Maxx won’t give me my job back.
So he asked me for a straight answer about whether I’d be okay with him taking one of those job offers in France (in the middle of fucking no-where’s-ville, I might add) and I lost it! Because I don’t want to get stuck tutoring little rich French kids’ English (or a job as equally irrelevant to my major), but I also just want to live with my boo. And I really don’t have a good answer for this conundrum. (Besides marriage, and even that won’t guarantee me a visa that I can work with—depending on the country, of course.)