June 2012
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Oh dear. Hot ginger alert! With curly hot ginger hair and abundant hot ginger freckles and very muscular hot ginger calves.
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“We’re a bunch of alcoholics at the library.”
– This librarian at this happy hour. I think I want to be a librarian.
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Watchjesseboy:
Jay Brannan | Rob Me Blind
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My breath smells like cigarettes and onions.
Who wants to kiss me?
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“And thus RuPaul sent her only daughter Rajesus down to Earth, where upon the...”
– Andi Espenshade, Flawless Bitch Extraordinaire (via dahlia-noir)
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History Lesson | Natasha Trethewey
whiskey-robot:
I am four in this photograph, standing on a wide strip of Mississippi beach, my hands on the flowered hips
of a bright bikini. My toes dig in, curl around wet sand. The sun cuts the rippling Gulf in flashes with each tidal rush. Minnows dart at my feet glinting like switchblades. I am alone except for my grandmother, other side of the camera, telling me how to pose. It is 1970,...
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Calves
Not moocow calves, my triceps surae muscles. They are sore. It hurts to walk. I have no idea how I managed to pull that muscle because I definitely have not been exercising lately, unless you count dancing my butt off at a wedding, which now that I think about it my Beyonce dancing may be the source of my calf strain. But if not, I don’t know what else it could have been because lord knows I...
