“ I should not have to be the intermediary every time” is a much nicer way of of saying “use your words, I’m not your fucking secretary”.

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“ I should not have to be the intermediary every time” is a much nicer way of of saying “use your words, I’m not your fucking secretary”.
WTF
TIL that Iggy Pop is American and not British??? My mind is seriously blown.
I’m sad
My life now isn’t what I thought it would be a year ago. It’s better in some ways but worse in a lot of ways. I had mostly migrated to Twitter for this type of output but I found myself getting viscerally angry last night so I deleted the app. There are exactly 5 people there that I consider true friends. I’m sure I’ll be back eventually, but I just needed to vent where (probably) nobody will see it. I am beyond unappreciated at my job. My boss said wonderful things about me during my review on Friday, but also mentioned that he had to fight for me being considered “exceeding expectations”. That gets me a pre-tax $500 bonus. No raise, no nothing. And I’ve been underpaid (even by his admission) for two years. My personal life/marriage is a hell of my own creation (little bit of PUP lyrics for you.) I’m living in an apartment in the barrio where I’ve been chased down by stray dogs on my bike. I live in a city that I never wanted to move back to in the first place and I’ve been here for ten years and have no escape plan. I’m an only child and today was my mom’s 74th birthday and she has zero future plan other than me checking in on her for the rest of time. And we’re not exactly close. I have no real friends. I have people that I’ve known for years so we’re stuck with each other, but the friendship part is gone. I cry all the time and I’ve tried therapy more times than I can count and get nothing out of it. I’ve thought about killing myself. I won’t, I’m not that far gone, but I’ve thought about it. I just needed to get this all out, I guess. Back to your regularly scheduled me-not-posting-on-tumblr.
Welp
Guess I’m back here now
Nobody even reads me here anymore, so
I've had three abortions with two men, and I don't regret a single one. The last one was with my husband, while I had an IUD, that failed. He was a hard sell, so to speak, but knew that parenthood wasn't for us. Our marriage is stronger for going through it. That is a best case scenario. No woman should have to make this choice.
I did not have "arguing with Canadian Twitter about homeschooling" on my list of things to do today
But here we are.
Maybe now is a good time
To say that I have nobody in my immediate circle as pissed off and terrified as I am and I have nobody to talk to. My husband voted for Hillary (at my urging) but somehow defends Trump as being "attacked" by the media. My BFF was a Gary Johnson ride-or-die supporter who "forgot" to register to vote and did nothing. Maybe I need new people in my life. I don't know. I feel like I'm not cool enough for my Twitter friends and I know too many colleagues and family members on Instagram. Maybe I need to get off the internet altogether. Send up a flare if you feel the same way.
Hey....
I haven't been here in a while. Y'all still around?
There's no such thing as shame or hangovers when you're 25.
T, as I was recounting my "dance on the bar" days when we walked past a newly minted Coyote Ugly oupost in Fort Worth. Truer words etc.
I'm sorry I called the Scots "the white trash of Europe."
Actual thing I had to say today, to my (apparently) Scottish colleague. I thought he was South African! I definitely heard him say he has a South African and a British passport. It never occurred to me that British = Scottish. So, yeah. Awkward.
I have strong feelings about the state of South Dakota.
Chris Cornell, shooting the forthcoming video for “The Promise”
HAVE I MENTIONED THAT I'M SEEING SOUNDGARDEN FOR MY BDAY WKND??? BECAUSE I AM. I DON'T PLAN TO SHUT UP ABOUT IT EITHER.
I love this mystery-tennis-ball-from-across-the-fence eating motherfucker so much. He’s the best.
My boss is going to Amsterdam for a conference in a week
She asked me today to put together sightseeing and restaurant suggestions. I have never been to Amsterdam? My first instinct was to scribble down "weed hookers Anne Frank" and call it a day. Instead I spent a solid, hmm, 20 minutes googling shit that she herself could have googled, but if that's what she wants to pay me for, so be it!
Oh btw
I am officially OFFICIALLY hired as an airport executive level employee as of 03/06. This is a pretty big deal. I have the potential to brush shoulders with the mayors of Fort Worth and Dallas, and I'm 2 degrees removed from the CEO of the 4th busiest airport in the country. I'm fucking excited.
In-laws Visit 2017
-It was almost 90 yesterday, which IS unusually warm for Feb, but ain't nothin' compared to May-October, and my MIL commented no fewer than three times about how "flippin' hot" it is here. -I came home from work at 5:30 today to find all three of them them watching the evening news, with running commentary, turned up to 11. (Both the news and the commentary.) And dinner preparations apparently couldn't begin until the news was over. I poured some wine, made some guac (the one thing I make that they like, but my guac is legendary, so), and excused myself to the backyard with Walter. -We're on a wild goose chase tomorrow for a "Mexican birdbath". Pretty sure that's a sex move, and I don't want to be involved. -Walter has grown on them. They absolutely love him now, and even took him for a walk today. Maybe now is a good time to mention my plans for a tubal ligation as an early birthday present to myself.
Reblog this if I can vent to you? Like completely skip all the awkwardness and just start talking to you.