Queen of Keeping it Real
This is my little collection of stuff from the internet.
I'm just a gulf coast rat with a love of pretty pictures and funny words. There is a 95% chance that I am drunk tumbling. I like football and television and local stuff and pretty shoes and books.
I tend to follow/unfollow in crazy whims.
Jump on in, the water is fine.
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This may be the best example of why I love Andy Rooney. Just a cranky old man spouting some words of anger and hatred, but so wildly ridiculous, the only thing you can do is laugh.
Take that, Arty Art!
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Quote reblogged from Mother Jones magazine on TumblrShe did the Secretary of State job, she was a G, she held it down, she didn’t cry.
Ice-T, on why Hillary Clinton will be the first female president
The best part about this story is that the Huffington Post (via the AP) decided to explain to us what a “G” is. In case you didn’t know — it’s “the hip-hop term for gangster (a positive thing)”.
(via newsweek)
My brother loves to send me articles where lazy journalists have cited urbandicitonary.com or the like as a source.
(Source: jessbennett)
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As it turns out, cheap wine and hotels without wifi make me feel craaaazy.
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Quote reblogged from (these are my ghosts, the spaces amid love.)At some point, people confused being liked with being good. These two qualities are not the same. It’s important to be a good person; it’s not important to be a well-liked person…They can like us, they can like us like us, or they can hate us. But that is their problem, not ours.
Chuck Klosterman
i love this man more with every page i read.
(via thewarmestchord)
Fuck you Klosterman for taking a paragraph of what I was trying to say and condensing it to a sentence. AND making it more eloquent, at that.
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Do you think there was a part of you that imagined the two of you would somehow end up together?
I won’t excerpt her answers. Because I really want you to read them in their intended context, especially in this case, not of a Jessica Biel complaining about being too pretty, or a Rooney Mara aloofing up her own ass, but of a woman who had a child with a man who drugged himself to death in front of the whole world. I love Michelle. I am a Michelle apologist. I don’t think we can know what it must be like to look at your daughter and see your dead lover in her face every single day. I don’t think it’s fair that we put a time limit on her grief just because “they weren’t even together anymore”. Really??? Not even me, a piece of sh-t gossip bitch who deserves a daily flogging, not even I can draw on that as an argument against.
The only thing I really have to say is, do you have to be an “apologist” to allow for someone to express grief even if, especially if, you don’t necessarily understand that person’s emotions? I mean how often to you hear about some guy who is mourning an un-named lost love and it adds a layer of mystique, or emotionalism that creates a depth to them that you didn’t understand? I just don’t get why a women showing emotion is looked down upon and in need of “apologists” whereas a man is commended? Dude. The father of her child died. That sucks and she can take as long as she needs to deal with that. People who need help recognizing that are not human. Then again, I’m the type of person who thinks that if Jennifer Aniston really still has a hang up on Brad Pitt(which I don’t believe. I believe that magazines need an angle to sell magazines and this is something that they have found will work) for cheating on her and then adopting/having a million children, than that is her own business. I’ll be honest, if I was number 5 on a World’s Hottest Women chart and my husband left me for number 4, I’d be fucked up in the head. Like, I’m at the peak of my hotness and there is still nothing I can do. Shit, son. Life is fucking complicated, but that is mind-blowingly complicated.
God. I think I am having a breakdown about celebrity gossip. I just don’t ever want to hear any part of it ever again. My and my family and friend’s lives are complicated enough. Why do I want to add total strangers into the mix? I don’t. I just don’t. Also, my brother just got back from his tropical vacation with the author of the whitest book of the year and my father is calling me up asking how to connect his laptop to his television so he can watch streaming content and my mother is dealing with her boyfriend’s creepy friend staying for two weeks and all of my friends are either having babies or getting married, so I just have a lot on my plate right now. OKAY! JUST BACK OFF!
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Photo reblogged from हम मर जाएगा
This is a good description of my day so far…
(Source: whatfranloves)
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Photo reblogged from l'esprit de l'escalier
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Photo reblogged from Nah girl, you good.
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Photo reblogged from money won't buy me a sense of closure
(Source: icallllllloutttttttt)
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Photo reblogged from "You'd rather cry, I'd rather fly"
untitled by Daniel Gebhart de Koekkoek on Flickr.
