ah fuck this stuff is making me dizzy. this reminds me of when i was on viibryd and i had awful dizziness/faint feelings
Me: *before I take my first bite*
Mom: is it good?
I had my own DMB concert in my car on the way back to school like I was fucking screaming the lyrics and cheering and when i was turning down the street where my school is I SAW ANOTHER CAR WITH A FIREDANCER and got very excited
Let’s play out the scenario for the one in millions chance that someone in the presence of someone who wants to assault her is wearing the nail polish, coyly gets her finger into the drink, and spots the color change. Then what? How does it end? If this person is willing to go to such lengths to harm her, they won’t be phased by her setting her drink down. So let’s say she gets away or finds help. Does she call the police to report the activity of her fingernails? What happens when the next person this predator wants to harm opts for her favorite OPI shade that weekend?
How does it end?
It doesn’t; not with nail polish, anyway.
(…)This product does nothing to dismantle a culture of violence against women that demands we constantly become ever more vigilant against those who would do us harm. Undercover Colors, like so many other products, treats rape as an individual incident rather than a systemic and pervasive problem. Despite the never ending stream of prevention products, the statistics haven’t improved."
women: being a woman is hard
men: I thikn youre forgetting something: it is also hard to be a man. just letting you know that you forgot to mention that when you were talking about being a woman
I don’t know I don’t even know this freakin dude we used to like each other then I didn’t anymore then he tried talkng to me again like at the beginning of this year and then I was like why did I even talk to him again he’s an asshole and makes me feel bad about myself but I don’t understand why he keeps trying to talk to me
everything’s so funny when u use the wrong measurement:
- 5 gallons of homework
- mouthful of lint
- 20 degrees of facial oil
- 7 pints of china
- handful of fergi
- 60 mph of dad
WTF IS GOING ON guys I used to talk to all just randomly decided to facebook message me the past few days like why wtf
someone posted this on yikyak earlier and I identify with it so much
A sweet collection of assorted musings by photographer Emily Blincoe based in Texas. All objects stored and arranged in colors and themes.