B is for Broken
Traveler and I have parted ways…by that, I mean he left me in a sobbing heap on the floor, telling me that I was a burden on him. I’m not feeling much like tumbling, so I’m going to take a little break.
This guy’s photography is stunning and makes me extra homesick
Traveler and I have parted ways…by that, I mean he left me in a sobbing heap on the floor, telling me that I was a burden on him. I’m not feeling much like tumbling, so I’m going to take a little break.
(via w8in)
Marriage is for the armless, apparentlyLate last night, right as I am drifting off to sleep, I hear the telltale chime of the text message. Given the hour, I was pretty sure I knew who it was, but because I am traveling with the brothers*, I considered checking it. After the second chime, I realized it was probably important.
It was from a number I didn’t recognize and clearly, not among my listed contacts. The text?
What do you mean you arent judgemental??? You still give me shit for the your/youre mistake!!!
And, immediately afterward:
Sorry, wrong number. Please ignore!!!
Two things immediately came to mind:
- I could think of at least half a dozen people who could have legitimately expressed that sentiment to me.
- There was only one way to respond, which I did.
You misspelled “judgmental.”
The reply?
Well played.
I am going to believe it was not a wrong number, and just a gentle reminder of prior bad acts.
* As one example, Brother #1 once got our family kicked out of Six Flags of Texas for mooning the camera on the log ride.
The complicated subtext to I love you (via gauntlet) (via lucerovespertino)
This is painful to read, but so true, except that I would argue the part about only knowing this if you are single; the sad truth is that there have been numerous occasions where I’ve said ‘I love you’ and was aware that I actually meant one of those other things, and moreover on just as many occasions heard ‘I love you’ from my partner and been all too aware exactly which of these they were actually feeling.
Still, a great list of all the neediness we try to obscure behind three exalted words.
(via melanyouth)
Richard Abowitz in this well-written (and very interesting) blog post about Perez Hilton and the skewed sense of celebrity obsession that sites like his evokes.
Major zing at O’Day but so true. Honestly, who do these people think they are? And how does someone like Perez convince anyone to care?
(via mascarah)
Gilda Radner (via kari-shma) (via emilyposts)