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Friday, August 2, 2013

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Internal Monologue. The Wrong Type??


Size Doesn't Matter.

Mila.
{Esquire c/o Google Images.}
A very good & also very single/exasperated-by-the-dating-scene friend sent me this article about dating. Topic: totally irrelevant to me. {If anyone mentions slut-shaming & asks whether or not it is a warranted “debate,” I will aggressively roll my eyes and ask you back if size matters. Because, first, it doesn’t. It’s fit. Think jeans, nay-sayers. And if you’ve ever had blindingly-soul-searing sex with any guy, including an “average” guy, you know. If you haven’t: I’m sorry. Also,

Friday, May 17, 2013

Thursday, May 16, 2013

How To. {Almost} No Make-Up.

Fabulously Flawed.

Minimal Make-Up.
{How To Below.}
This is my make-up free make-up face. Oxymoronic? It should be. I'm still wearing make-up, but I'm so accustomed to {& interested in} wearing lots of make-up,  that it feels like I'm wearing 0 make-up. Why the sudden rebellion? Blame it on allergies. Morning, noon, & night I crave that cramming of fist into my eyeball. The swipe of tissue in and around my nostrils. The thirst for water upon my face. So, let's face it.

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Internal Monologue. As & Fs.

Successes of the Day.
Failures of the Day.

Wet 'n' Wild Spoiled
Plastic Flamingo with Seche Vite.
{Success.}
Let's start with the fails.

Fails 

I zombied-out at work all day with a migraine-induced prescription medicine hang-over by wearing Ray Bans, intermittently resting my head on my desk for prolonged periods of time, and wearing a skunk face between 8AM & 4:30PM prompt. ...

I trimmed my nails in my bed.

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Commentary. BULLY. Stand for The Silent.



Take a Stand.
(From Google Images.)
You're screaming. For your life. Except that your mouth is closed, & your voice, silent. The only noise you hear exerts itself from the mouth that speaks next to you, or in front of you, or behind you. Both. Everything you know--your logic, emotion, understanding, heart--implodes. Noxious gas. Life-threatening fumes. Nothing makes sense & everything tears. Rips. Destroys. Severs. Ravages. You're a carcass. Your humanity, 0. You don't matter. Nothing you say or do. Your safety. Your breath. The air you breathe. You. Do. Not. Matter.

Sunday, May 5, 2013

Yahoo-w Is This News? There's No Writing ... or Talking. It's Taken from "Stupid Videos."

There's some writing.

My version of
High Speed Hammock-ing.
Comprised 50% of rhetorical questions--wherein they ask 2--which means the entire "news article" is 4 sentences long. That's not half-bad in comparison to those stories that forget to end. I think the best part of this "news article" is that it leaves you with nothing. You're just completely mesmerized, maybe laughing. But, really, it leaves you nothing.