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Need this kind of support in my life
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“you dreamed of me?” “no, i thought of you” is just literally insane. it throws everything out the window. the yearning, the hoping, the wishing. it’s about loving someone on PURPOSE. loving someone INTENTIONALLY.
Yes. I found this so interesting for just this very reason!
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I LOVE IT WHEN LESBIANS TALK, EVERYONE ELSE BE QUIET
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Mama didn’t raise a quitter but she did raise an insecure perfectionist who never finishes anythi
My Merry Christmas!
It’s Christmas once again and my children are all grown.
Not one believes in Santa; they go shopping on their own.
In the morning they will rise, open stockings and their gifts,
And they’ll count their cash and gift cards; planning future shopping trips.
We will gather round for brunch and see a movie: it’s tradition.
Then we’ll all come home and play some games and shed all inhibitions.
Their smiles will shine; their laughs ring out, they’ll curse (which we’ll ignore).
We’ll snack and drink and joke and shout until our throats are sore.
And after we have had our fill of Merry Christmas cheer,
We’ll snuggle into bed and reflect upon the year.
The highs, the lows, the in-betweens (we’ve had our share of all).
With kids like these, I probably need a dose of Adderall!
My oldest turns 18 this year, officially a man.
I hope he’s home next Christmas. I’m going to miss you, Jan.
My daughter was in hospital for acting sort of crazy,
Her middle brother failed 8th grade because he’s sort of lazy.
My youngest learned ten thousand flips and got great grades in school;
My second oldest got a job and anger issues too!
My ex and I are the best of friends; I swear that I’m not lying.
Good thing too, Cuz raising these five weirdos, can be trying!
On Christmas Eve, I’m sat composing lyrics on my phone,
Surrounded by my family, instead of on my own.
It’s not the way I learned it growing up, all picture perfect.
But there are no guarantees in life; this kind of joy... you earn it!
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this is in perfect iambic meter and sounds like the first line of a weird poem
Rule #2
Don’t ever hug a lobster when you see one on the street,
For decorum is essential when a lobster you must greet.
You may comment on the weather, compliment his choice of hat,
But crustaceans like their space if one should stop them for a chat.
Don’t ever hug a lobster when you’re strolling down the coast,
Simply nod and give a greeting, or a handshake at the most,
For a lobster’s first priority is formal social graces,
And one seemes over-familiar if a lobster one embraces.
Don’t ever hug a lobster when you meet one in the sea,
For a lobster’s spines and chitin make it difficult, you see,
And he might become self-conscious if you bring that fact to light,
So don’t ever hug a lobster, simply put, it’s impolite.
Reblogging again for sheer brilliance
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“Something that you see a lot in science is Imposter Syndrome, which is a phenomenon where the more you know about a topic, the more you feel like you aren’t actually an expert. You feel like you can’t possibly be an authority on this. On the flip side, there is something called the Dunning-Kruger effect. The Dunning-Kruger effect is a psychological finding that people who don’t have knowledge or expertise about something tend to have a false confidence that they are, in fact, very knowledgeable about something. It becomes this tendency to assume that you have all the facts, that what you know is everything that there is to know.”
— Hannalore Gerling-Dunsmore (Astrophysicist, Caltech) + Dr. Joe Pierre (Professor of Psychiatry, UCLA) in Behind the Curve
My doggo who usually acts like a kitten finally acts like a doggo because his new sister is the size of a kitten!
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Tom Hardy I love you more and more every day
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Even when I’m at my worst you always make me feel special.
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She is right and she should fucking say it
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gal pals: the word straight people use when they dont want to acknowledge that lesbian relationships exist
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Source of the meme
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this is in perfect iambic meter and sounds like the first line of a weird poem
Rule #2
Don’t ever hug a lobster when you see one on the street,
For decorum is essential when a lobster you must greet.
You may comment on the weather, compliment his choice of hat,
But crustaceans like their space if one should stop them for a chat.
Don’t ever hug a lobster when you’re strolling down the coast,
Simply nod and give a greeting, or a handshake at the most,
For a lobster’s first priority is formal social graces,
And one seemes over-familiar if a lobster one embraces.
Don’t ever hug a lobster when you meet one in the sea,
For a lobster’s spines and chitin make it difficult, you see,
And he might become self-conscious if you bring that fact to light,
So don’t ever hug a lobster, simply put, it’s impolite.