05 10 / 2014

This was one of the best parts of my long weekend.

This was one of the best parts of my long weekend.

04 10 / 2014

Tonight I went to a first birthday party. For a dog.

I wore earrings I got on a trip when I was 9 and in Girl Scouts. My fucking troop was like Troop Beverly Hills. We were supposed to camp in an amusement park. Instead, our leaders took our money and we ‘camped’ in the freaking Hilton. The only good to come out of this trip were these earrings that I found in the gift shop— a dog and a fire hydrant.

I still want to go camping in Hershey Park. Spoiled bitches. ⛺️⛺️⛺️🍫🍫

Tonight I went to a first birthday party. For a dog.

I wore earrings I got on a trip when I was 9 and in Girl Scouts. My fucking troop was like Troop Beverly Hills. We were supposed to camp in an amusement park. Instead, our leaders took our money and we ‘camped’ in the freaking Hilton. The only good to come out of this trip were these earrings that I found in the gift shop— a dog and a fire hydrant.

I still want to go camping in Hershey Park. Spoiled bitches. ⛺️⛺️⛺️🍫🍫

04 10 / 2014

"Regret nothing. Not the cruel novels you read
to the end just to find out who killed the cook.
Not the insipid movies that made you cry in the dark,
in spite of your intelligence, your sophistication.
Not the lover you left quivering in a hotel parking lot,
the one you beat to the punchline, the door, or the one
who left you in your red dress and shoes, the ones
that crimped your toes, don’t regret those.
Not the nights you called god names and cursed
your mother, sunk like a dog in the living room couch,
chewing your nails and crushed by loneliness.
You were meant to inhale those smoky nights
over a bottle of flat beer, to sweep stuck onion rings
across the dirty restaurant floor, to wear the frayed
coat with its loose buttons, its pockets full of struck matches.
You’ve walked those streets a thousand times and still
you end up here. Regret none of it, not one
of the wasted days you wanted to know nothing,
when the lights from the carnival rides
were the only stars you believed in, loving them
for their uselessness, not wanting to be saved.
You’ve traveled this far on the back of every mistake,
ridden in dark-eyed and morose but calm as a house
after the TV set has been pitched out the upstairs
window. Harmless as a broken ax. Emptied
of expectation. Relax. Don’t bother remembering
any of it. Let’s stop here, under the lit sign
on the corner, and watch all the people walk by."

Dorianne Laux, “Antilamentation” (via petrichour)

04 10 / 2014

nbcparenthood:

Feel the responsibilities rush in.

Yaaaasssssss 👏👏🙌😢😢

(Source: harveyxspecter)

28 9 / 2014

nbcparenthood:

Feel the responsibilities rush in.

(Source: harveyxspecter)

27 9 / 2014

humansofnewyork:

"I’d had five operations on my uterus, and after the last one, the doctor sat me down and told me that I would never have a child. He scheduled a surgery to have my uterus completely removed. I wanted a baby so much, so it was almost like hearing that my life was over. One week later, I started feeling strange. I started craving bread and falling asleep early, but I’ve always had problems with my hormone levels, so I thought it was nothing. My friends would joke that I was pregnant, but it was too hurtful for me to even joke about. Then after three months, I felt so bad that I had to spend a day in bed, and after that my friend drove me to the pharmacy and forced me to take a pregnancy test. I came home and laid the test on the counter without even looking at it. I didn’t want to be let down again. Then right before I went to bed, I finally looked, and there it was. After all these years, I still have that test. One month before they were going to remove my uterus, I’d finally gotten pregnant."
(Mexico City, Mexico)

This… This is what I didn’t know I needed today. Except I won’t have any surprise pregnancies. #lesbianpcosproblems

humansofnewyork:

"I’d had five operations on my uterus, and after the last one, the doctor sat me down and told me that I would never have a child. He scheduled a surgery to have my uterus completely removed. I wanted a baby so much, so it was almost like hearing that my life was over. One week later, I started feeling strange. I started craving bread and falling asleep early, but I’ve always had problems with my hormone levels, so I thought it was nothing. My friends would joke that I was pregnant, but it was too hurtful for me to even joke about. Then after three months, I felt so bad that I had to spend a day in bed, and after that my friend drove me to the pharmacy and forced me to take a pregnancy test. I came home and laid the test on the counter without even looking at it. I didn’t want to be let down again. Then right before I went to bed, I finally looked, and there it was. After all these years, I still have that test. One month before they were going to remove my uterus, I’d finally gotten pregnant."

(Mexico City, Mexico)

This… This is what I didn’t know I needed today. Except I won’t have any surprise pregnancies. #lesbianpcosproblems

26 9 / 2014

Y’all realize I’m just going to post a bunch of pics of Max and screenshots and then forget about tumblr, right? I just want to make that clear.

Y’all realize I’m just going to post a bunch of pics of Max and screenshots and then forget about tumblr, right? I just want to make that clear.

26 9 / 2014

Max is feeling single. #maxthedog #howcanigetyoualone #puppylove #procrastination

26 9 / 2014

Has made me return to tumblr. That’s a bit of a backfire, huh?

26 9 / 2014

Worst grader ever. #maxthedog

Worst grader ever. #maxthedog