This is a tumblelog, kinda like a blog but with short-form, mixed-media posts with stuff I like. Scroll down a bit to start reading, or a bit more to read more about me.
You know what’s sad? What’s sad is that experts “don’t even know if (the tissue) is normal”. How little do you have to care about female bits if you can’t say whether or not specific tissues are normal?
Christina Aguilera at KOKO Club in London, July 21, 2007
yes yes yes
and creative use of wearing lingerie out with leopard heels goes to…
I am pissed off because I have not gotten a single response to my texts until I expressed frustration, and then you told me that you couldnt text because you were driving. I am pissed off because I was asked to drop off cds of pictures for you to give to your lawyer, and when you finally actually got back to me at 9PM it was to say that you were hanging out with your ex girlfriend who, given half a chance, would still fuck you. I am pissed off because you were calling her a bitch not more than 24 hours ago, and saying that she was crazy and irrational.
I am pissed because I am always thinking of you and you completely forget about me until I remind you I’m alive. Fuck that. Get back to me when you actually want to talk to me.
Girls who will be buying themselves some gorgeous lingerie for Valentine’s/Just because.
This girl.
Few things are quite so nice as playing in the rain and not having to worry about wet clothing, mud stains, or running mascara. Some of your best inspirations come from those times of abandon, and I hope to share my inspiration with you, the huddles masses of the internet.
