There needs to be a code word or something that means “my brain is fighting me every step of the way today and I feel like I’m going to vibrate out of my skin, so I need you to forgive everything and go slowly and speak softly and lower your expectations.” And then we could all just be like, “I know I said we could go to a movie tonight but… tangerines.” And the other person would nod and squeeze your elbow or rub your head and you wouldn’t feel like a failure.
Go to work
Vent about crappy job and student loans
Go to sleep (I’m lying that’s supposed to be tumblr)
Sinister aint it. I’m gonna turn the whole world gay so they can experience this awesome gayness.
My week is basically:
- Monday #2
- Monday #3
- Monday #4
When I tell you I cried laughing when she hit that “I’m tellin’ you..” I promise I saw Gabriel at the gates and he handed me a trumpet to knock that heffa back with.
LMMMFFAOOOOOOoooooo Miss Arkansas 1994 “And I’m Telling You” (by bwaykid1984)
THE FUCK DID I JUST WATCH?!?!? I SERIOUSLY GOT MAD WITH THIS PAT BOONE REMIX.
She took every bit of soul in the song and flushed it down the toilet. This was a travesty. Jennifer Holiday had to have killed her.
I bout damn DIED watching this shit.
I’ll Show You How To Run The City Of Detroit, Melinda Brown Duncan Goes OFF
This is my hero. If we had more people like this, there’s no doubt shit would get DONE!
I ain’t gone complain about this heat, but I’m hot…
Glamtastic Flashbacks: An Evening With Diana Ross, 1977.
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