You Literally Were Arguing With Them On Some Dumb Topics Swallowing Their Insults Lmao. Tf Happened To

Truer words are seldom spoken...

Another year, more disappointments. Live keeps moving whether you're living it well or poorly. Birth, death, friends lost, hopes faded and hope rekindled. Do you feel neglected? Abused by reality? It's easy to blame others for your lack, but that doesn't overcome your misery. The answers to your life are within yourself. You won't find them if you don't risk the search. At least pretend to be a famous explorer and go deep into the jungle that is you soul. If you seek, you will find things, and even if they aren't what you think you want, consider them more deeply, and you will find clues to what you should be searching for.

Jack

What in the actual FUCK kinda post is this?

<Has it been relisted?....>

<whispers>

Don’t lowball the agent. The previous couple tried, and it ended badly.

At the risk of riding a joke like a desperate jockey on a lagging nag (made a couple of Target jokes in comments and shares this week... that's what I mean...) , this set of photos is every single Target merchandising exec's wet dream. It's retro and fucking red. And plastic fantastic! They could ride this pony until Black Friday if they play their cards right... just sayin'...

Mid-Century Red Electronics Part 4 (x)(x)(x) (x)(x)(x) (x)(x)(x) Part 1 (x) Part 2 (x) Part 3 (x)

Calling a Japanese internment camp survivor a tool just cause you want to keep engaging in Holocaust denialism in peace is very brave, Herr Goebbels.

What are you talking about, little troll?

Before you answer that, please, do go fuck yourself.

Can you kill yourself for fun please?

If you like, go right ahead. No one's stopping you...

But killing yourself for fun doesn't seem that fulfilling... and seems rather tedious. But wait, that's YOUR specialty: Tedium...

Seagull existentialism..

To every purpose,

Tern, tern, tern...

Pals! I have updated my store and now offer large prints!

Someone asked me today who some of my favorite writers were, and after a bit of reflection I responded: my partner of 16 years. My conversational counterpart raised an eyebrow, then asked, "Oh. Well what has she written?" My response: "She wrote two beautiful souls, our children, into being, and has assured me of a spectacular happy ending." Yes, she's definitely my favorite author...

I find this to be quite the bizarre photo, not for the nude girl jumping up to smack the, ahem, meat, but for what lies on the aisles of this particular grocery store. I mean, honestly? Cat litter on the same aisle as cake mix? That could go disastrously wrong...

Credit: drinktheantidote

My entire existence, for the past 20+ years or so, has been built upon this same premise...

This whole blog is just a conversation I am having with myself

I'm listening...