Because our breasts get in the way of the microphone, and having them slam into the mic stand is not only painful, but also dangerous.
Polished crystal vase. Not empty. Filled with possibility.
Poor, poor, Ben Carson.
Draping scarves over their slender, dainty shoulders.
That dude who dated the Theta president twelve years ago? Yeah, OFF LIMITS.
Recently my Facebook feed has been blowing up with an article titled, “6 Reasons My Husband and I Probably Won’t Make It To Your Event, and Why We Don’t Want You To Take It Personal.”
Cheaters are the worst? Says who? Haters, probably. If you’re thinking of cheating but aren’t too sure if you should take the proverbial plunge (wink, wink) then here are a few things that might push you in the right direction. The direction of a winner. A pussy maverick, if you will.
[Speaking to Neil Patrick Harris] “But you are also the biggest threat of all …You are a gay person I like. Your threat is that you make being gay seem non-threatening. It’s almost as if your happiness does not take mine away.”
A lot of us have been in that relationship where the cons outweigh the pros, but when you’re in it and you like the guy (or girl), you’re usually blinded by why your friends keep worrying about you. These are some slightly exaggerated examples from a long-term relationship of mine.
I see you, all innocent and full of life. I was like you once. Blissfully unaware. Able to listen to other things. Didn’t wake with a constant loop of the same four lines over and over, AND OVER, AND OVER AGAIN.