"My five year old son said, “if a happy meal is for kids, then adults must eat sad meals.” and it was the most real thing I’ve ever heard."
@economicsmusic , twitter user (via letsgetmusicallywasted)

Shady XV

Happy belated birthday Marshall. Slim Shady forever!

It’s been a hot minute you guys, lol. Love you all. 

Anne!! Slaaayyy!!!
~My friends are better looking than yours.~

Men who want to flirt with women have to realize: Women live in a state of continual vigilance about sexual safety. It’s like having a mild case of hay fever that never goes away. It’s not debilitating. You’re not weak. You’re not afraid. You just suck it up and get on with your life. It’s nothing that’s going to stop you from making discoveries, or climbing mountains, or falling in love. Sometimes you can almost forget about it. It doesn’t mean it’s not there, subtly sucking your energy. You learn to avoid situations that make it worse and seek out conditions that make it better.

If a female stranger is wary around you, it is not because she suspects you are a rapist, or that all men are rapists. It’s because a general level of circumspection is what vigilance requires. Don’t take it personally.

If this frustrates you, try to remember that women are blamed for lapsed vigilance. If a woman does get raped, everyone rushes to see where she let her guard down. Was she drinking? Was she alone? Was she wearing a short skirt? Did she go to a strange man’s room for coffee at 4am?

A woman must be seen to be vigilant as well as be vigilant. If she is deemed insufficiently vigilant, she will be at least partly blamed for any sexual violence that befalls her. If she’s regarded as downright reckless, that “evidence” can be used to completely exonerate her rapist. If it comes down to a he said/she said dispute over whether sex was consensual, as so many rape cases do, the dispute becomes a referendum on whether the woman seems like the sort of reckless person who would have sex with a stranger.

If a woman does go back to a strange man’s hotel room at 4am, even if she only wants a coffee and conversation, she’s more or less given him the power to rape her. No jury is going to believe she went up there for anything but sex. So, don’t be surprised if a stranger reacts badly to that suggestion.


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"My five year old son said, “if a happy meal is for kids, then adults must eat sad meals.” and it was the most real thing I’ve ever heard."
@economicsmusic , twitter user

Well, today was good on one end, and it never fails that I have an equalizer to the good part. Good part, talking to my best friend, bad part, my dad once again gets involved and there’s conflict. Never fails.

I Wish

I wish that I could turn back time, not so I could rectify my mistakes (necessarily), but so I could relive every moment I shared with you.

I wish I could fly. Fly to the ends of the Earth and forget about these troubles. Fly above the clouds and escape the gravity of this sadness.

I wish I was loved by the unseen forces… Loved enough to the place where love would work out for me, instead of constantly eluding my heart.

I wish Pain was a person, so I could cause him the pain he caused me.

I wish she was mine again.

I wish I could dissipate and dissolve into the rain…

I wish these words were more than just letters organized in sentences…… Seemingly impossible desires that I wish would come true…

Rejoicing In the Light

So after gaining the emotional strength to look back on some important moments and words and gifts, i can say, it Feels good not being in that dark place anymore. I can see things more clearly now. Sure, my hearts desire remains the same, but my mind has a clear focus, a new way of thinking. I feel better. I guess I’ve found the light.

Anonymous asked:
what was your most intense sexual experience?



Sex on shrooms.

Everyone knows and talks about the visual hallucinations you get while on psychedelics, but your average person probably doesn’t do the same for the psychological experience you have. It’s such a bizarre, extreme, mind-bending wash of a cocktail of emotions. A lot of people can’t handle it, and if you can, it has the potential to change you.

You feel infinitely more connected to that other person on a raw, basal level of human interaction, but also highly self-reflective on a pseudo-spirtual level. The exchange and willingness to physically share yourself with another person, as well as their willingness to physically share themselves with you, takes a whole new meaning. You are aware of and understand the carnal need to reproduce and pass on your genes, but as a species perceived as intelligent, you understand other purposes, namely more symbolic ones, for sex. I felt a pure state of ecstasy, connected and disconnected, love, lust, and a strange sense of spite, as well as a loneliness of being stuck within my own mind.

On the physical level, it was very floaty, as well as feeling as if you’ve been thrusted into hyperspace. Your whole body already feels intensely heightened as it is: now magnify that by 100.

Did it ruin sex for me? Absolutely not. But it was certainly the experience that tops my list.

Beautifully written. Added to my bucket list

Outside Looking In (?)

Sitting in Easton…

Reminiscent mind..

Memories flood my brain….

Observing people…

They look so…



Aimlessly walking around.





And here I sit… Watching..