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I started this blog because I felt i needed one that did NOT center around the female body in all its wonderous glory. My life is an open book, ask me anything, or just read along and enjoy the ride. • Ask me anything
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I started this blog because I felt i needed one that did NOT center around the female body in all its wonderous glory. My life is an open book, ask me anything, or just read along and enjoy the ride. • Ask me anything
• Submit Something Else Entirely
You know you’re poly when…
upon hearing your husband’s phone alert with his girlfriend’s text tone, you text her from your phone to let her know he fell asleep on the couch, so she doesn’t think he’s ignoring her.
Hell, I’m American and it kills me to watch the American version of anything British…
(Source: helensdivision, via ameans)
Un-fucking-believeable… this idiot should be muzzled…Want to see Rick Santorum catch himself halfway through calling Obama the n-word? Start at 34:26 and watch Mr. “I don’t need a teleprompter, I say what’s in my heart” call Obama a “the anti-war, government nig, uh…” -Jess
(via samwisegamgeesgirlfriend)
