I think I’ve used up all my “bargaining with God” tokens on hiccups… It’s never worked… God is a lie.
- The Guardian: Any advice for a 21-year-old who hates their job and has the possibility of traveling the world? And has a boyfriend that they like. (This is for a friend.)
- Rob Delaney: Go do it. Fuck him. Is he a guy in his 20s? Then he's the least significant type of person on the planet. A male in their 20s? Run in the opposite direction. Nothing he says matters; his fears, his hopes his dreams are garbage. Men in their 20s are the worst thing happening on our planet. Go, go to Uzbekistan, go to South Korea, just go anywhere he isn't because men in their 20s are bad for young women.
- The Guardian: So what do women in their 20s do?
- Rob Delaney: Masturbate. Date other women for a while. Use men sexually for a while but don't ever invite their opinion or be bound to them in any way.
I’m a hostess in a glorified bar, and a certain waiter loves to come up to the host stand and show me every single goddamn napkin or piece of paper some girl has written her # on and it’s so sad and also a little sweet, because he’s about as subtle as a peacock, and every time it takes all of my restraint not to smily sweetly and say, “Listen, if you want to fuck me all you have to do is ask…” and then get him some milk and send him to bed.
Sometimes he scares the shit out of me.
Guess our wishes don’t do dishes or break repairs,
Make them something somebody can use.
(Source: Spotify)
I am so tired.
Maybe her sleeves were too tight.
sade:
Nikolaj Costor-Waldau for Cover Man magazine, Summer 2013
Hard To Find - The National
I don’t even know what to do with myself.
It’s my birthday now/tomorrow and all I want to do is hide in my bed listening to this and crying all day but nope I have to work and then maybe stop at Talbots for some madras pants and take a vitamin or some shit because I’m practically middle-aged.
Revive me.
