I want to grab my camcorder and film strangers as I ask them the hard hitting questions. Like, why do my parents still refer to my girlfriend as a friend or roommate when they know better? And, is love really all you need if there is a touch of hate in it? Is your coffee still good with a little bit of shit in it?
If you ever feel bad for Jaime and his hand, just remember who he pushed out of a window.
May is National Arthritis Awareness Month.
I’ve had arthritis since I was 16. I’m 27 now. It started in my arms and eventually worked it’s way down to my knees, and now it’s in my shoulders and hips.
I’m going to be tracking the arthritis tag this month to send a simple message: take glucosamine.
When I don’t take glucosamine, every joint in my body cracks. My kneecaps SCRAPE. My shoulders are the worst… you get it. It’s a lot of pain and it will keep you up at night.
Glucosamine can be found anywhere that sells vitamins. Combos are good, like glucosamine chondroitin or glucosamine msm. If you are young, buy a decent strength and take one a day. I recently upped my dose to 2 a day.
Be patient. Take it every day. It’s going to take 2 weeks to a month to start working, BUT IT’S GOING TO BE WORTH IT. I cannot emphasize that enough.
DON’T stop taking it once the pain stops. The pain will just come back and you’ll have to wait it out all over again.
I am currently waiting for mine to kick in. Any day now… until then I have stabbing pains in my shoulders and joints that scrape. Good night.
Gotcha
I love to trick the dogs. Addi (who is getting huge) knocked something over with her tail so I yelled “oh my god” and they took off. They were peaking at me from the corner so I just busted out laughing and they started wagging their tales and came back.
This reminds me of my childhood house in New Hampshire. There were always flowers hanging over the fence. Usually lilacs, and they smelled delicious. I loved that little yard. I would plant my nectarine seeds, hula hoop until I got to 300, and pretend that my little mermaid figurine was real.
I’m an introvert baby, so why don’t you kill me
I couldn’t be happier to be sitting at this desk, headphones pushed in tight. No drama, no pressure, just music and some keyboard tapping.
9 months ago
Closure came in a mournful breeze
and felt like
winning a war,
bombing for peace,
being the sole survivor
in a scary movie,
walking out of a haunted house
that ate all of your friends
You have to fight for your life
fight to stay happy
run from Dependence,
the deranged killer
of first loves
Gone ‘Til November
I have driven past the streets of your mouth
and stared out the windows
long enough to
look beyond the lights
and notice the
garbage
in the streets
Meet me in the alley
by the dumpster
where you keep
your truths.
I just felt like making this. It’s LGBTQ* pride month.
In the United States the month of June was chosen to commemorate the Stonewall riots, which occurred at the end of June 1969. As a result, many pride events are held during this month to recognize the impact LGBT people have had in the world.
There are a lot of lesbians that loathe Katy Perry for this song, and I think that’s silly. At first I was on board with all of the “fuck you, lesbians aren’t experimental games” posts, but now it seems to me that most of the criticism comes from this idea that only gay people can do gay things.
The message is simple, she kissed a girl and she liked it. Her boyfriend probably didn’t mind it. If she only kissed that girl to turn on her boyfriend, that would be okay too. People do it all the time. Why do lesbians get so upset when women that are attracted to men do things to turn them on? Really?
Fellow lesbos,
If a girl kisses you, she does not owe you a relationship or a sexual orientation. If you have any kind of relations with a female in front of a male, do not be surprised when she ditches you for him. Open your eyes and know what you are getting yourself into, and don’t participate if it’s going to end up ripping your heart out. And please lighten up, because there are so many situations that are ACTUALLY fucked up that you can worry about.
Call me when Katy Perry has lyrics like “I kidnapped a girl with my boyfriend and we tied her up in the basement and raped her- and I liked it!!!!!!” and I will give a fuck.
Love,
Alexis
CocoRosie, they soothe my soul. It sometimes hurts, from the comments. Those comments make me tired, and sometimes cry. I take a deep breath, and I won’t smoke that cigarette, because I am not afraid to feel. Sometimes it’s the only way to get it out. I’ve got other things I need to make room for, other things to not be afraid of and other ways to be brave. Tomorrow.
I’ve only been to 2 strip clubs, but getting the best lap dance in the house seems to be my thing (and my poor sister may have had a panic attack watching).
My favorite stripper looked like a hot version of Sarah Palin. She was a brunette and had glasses and showed me how much my taste in strippers has matured since my first visit 5 years ago.
I collected some money from the friends around me and we waited for her to come back on stage. She did more than I thought strippers were allowed to do. At the end she moaned a little and said, “oh you could be my girlfriend” and I giggled in a sly way because I knew she didn’t mean it. I liked her more for it.
I think the increase in lesbian nudity and gifs on my blog lately has scared away all the right people.
At first I was sad because I followed some of them for years, but then I was happy because all they posted was vampire shit (the bad kind) and I no longer felt obligated to follow them. My dashboard is looking fresh.
I see naked men on my dashboard all the time, and I deal with it. If you can’t handle some naked women hugging each other with their legs in friendship, then you can’t handle me and my future nudity.
