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  • my garlic bread is KILLING IT at this party. blowin’ people’s minds with homemade goodness is kind of what I live for.

    • 2 months ago
    • #mother of nom
    • #my life is a macaroni dream
  • um okay so our house just lost power, I guess that means no more feelings blogging for me tonight

    (roomie says there’s a power truck right outside, so, hopefully we’ll be good by the morning.)

    • 2 months ago
  • forgot it was ash wednesday until I rang out a couple with ashes on their foreheads, buying fish. now I am feeling kind of resentful that I am working all day today and early tomorrow— I kind of want to go to mass, but I won’t have time. nobody’s fault but mine, but I wish I had just two extra hours free. ah well.

    • 3 months ago
    • #my life is a macaroni dream
  • the 80’s station is playing at my cashier job, THANK GOD

    • 3 months ago
    • #literally the only thing keeping me going some days
  • shaping two rolls at once is haaaaaard, you guys

    • 3 months ago
    • #mother of nom
    • #bakery job
  • “Was Beyoncé attractive, sexy even? To be sure. But more than anything, she was powerful. Few things are more threatening to a male audience than a beautiful, powerful woman who doesn’t need a man, or even a male gaze.
    Perhaps folk didn’t consciously notice there wasn’t a single male performer on stage. But for those few minutes, there were no male voices and no male bodies in control, only women who refused to be owned. And it wasn’t women just dancing up there, though the cameras largely focused on that. The women onstage were creating, everything. They appropriated traditional male images and transformed them female ones — not women just imitating men. They were claiming roles and instruments traditionally held by men: the horns and saxophones, the pyrotechnic guitar solo.
    They were fierce, but refused to be masculinized or objectified.”
    — A Defiant Dance of Power, Not Sex: Beyoncé, the Super Bowl and Durga by David Henson (via spacew0man)

    (via endquestionmark)

    Source: spacew0man
    • 3 months ago
    • 21057 notes
  • oh boy tumblr, when I’m not posting from my phone I gotta tell you about a new horrible man-coworker

    • 3 months ago
  • drunktexts people late at night when they’re not likely to respond

    • 3 months ago
    • #drunkblogging
    • #from my fonnnne
  • seeminglydeepstatement:

    somefantasticallies:

    vivalatrench:

    mrsugarpink:

    rapewhistled:

    followmehome:

    It’s not “bacon,” it’s a pig.

    It’s not “veal,” it’s a calf.

    It’s not “steak,” it’s a cow.

    It’s not “meat,” it’s an animal…

    its not “fruit”, its dividing cells that accumulate fructose…

    it’s not delivery. it’s digiorno.

    It’s not a scene, it’s a god damn arms race

    It’s not “levioSA”, it’s “leviOsa”

    Maybe it’s Maybelline 

    (via spacew0man)

    Source: followmehome
    • 4 months ago
    • 440120 notes
    • #never gets old
    • 4 months ago
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