therumpus:

The Rumblr’s in-house astrologer, Madame Clairevoyant, presents her latest dispatch from the stars:
Aquarius: This week might feel frustrating at first, it might feel weird. It might feel like you can’t quite catch your balance, like nothing’s going quite the way you planned it. The world’s going to remind you, this week, that it can still amaze you. It’s going to remind you of how big it is. It’s going to remind of what a sweet strange thing it is to be alive. Try to be open to surprises, this week. Try to wake up early and watch, every day, as your world comes to life.
Today’s image was made specially for Madame Clairevoyant by Jen May.

therumpus:

The Rumblr’s in-house astrologer, Madame Clairevoyant, presents her latest dispatch from the stars:

Aquarius: This week might feel frustrating at first, it might feel weird. It might feel like you can’t quite catch your balance, like nothing’s going quite the way you planned it. The world’s going to remind you, this week, that it can still amaze you. It’s going to remind you of how big it is. It’s going to remind of what a sweet strange thing it is to be alive. Try to be open to surprises, this week. Try to wake up early and watch, every day, as your world comes to life.

Today’s image was made specially for Madame Clairevoyant by Jen May.

"But making high-pitched noises won’t solve your problem if your problem is a complete inability to cope with change."

Hyperbole and a Half

"Getting old is the second-biggest surprise of my life, but the first, by a mile, is our unceasing need for deep attachment and intimate love. We oldies yearn daily and hourly for conversation and a renewed domesticity, for company at the movies or while visiting a museum, for someone close by in the car when coming home at night. This is why we throng Match.com and OkCupid in such numbers—but not just for this, surely. Rowing in Eden (in Emily Dickinson’s words: “Rowing in Eden— / Ah—the sea”) isn’t reserved for the lithe and young, the dating or the hooked-up or the just lavishly married, or even for couples in the middle-aged mixed-doubles semifinals, thank God. No personal confession or revelation impends here, but these feelings in old folks are widely treated like a raunchy secret. The invisibility factor—you’ve had your turn—is back at it again. But I believe that everyone in the world wants to be with someone else tonight, together in the dark, with the sweet warmth of a hip or a foot or a bare expanse of shoulder within reach. Those of us who have lost that, whatever our age, never lose the longing: just look at our faces. If it returns, we seize upon it avidly, stunned and altered again."

Roger Angell in The New Yorker. I’m so glad they took this out from behind the paywall.

adorablecareact:

She ain’t kitten. Get covered: http://ofa.bo/g6z

adorablecareact:

She ain’t kitten. Get covered: http://ofa.bo/g6z
"Listen to me closely now: The people who dare to ask for an expansive, life-altering love, who will be alone rather than settle for less, are the ones who find it. People who accept less, who figure they don’t deserve any better, who figure that it’s too much of a risk to tell the truth and scare men off, are the ones who live with a constant feeling of disappointment and neglect. When you neglect yourself and your feelings, you get neglected by others, too.

Stand up for yourself. Stand up for what you want. Does that make you That Girl?

Then BE. THAT. GIRL.

Because That Girl is a shining beacon to the rest of us. That Girl doesn’t play along and call herself whatever some dude is calling her, whether it’s “pal” or “that chick I’m sleeping with” or “her, over there.” That Girl doesn’t sit through drifty, disconnected conversations with men who can’t show up. That Girl doesn’t care if you think she’s attractive or appropriate or easy to be around or not. She’s not caught up in some dude’s love affair—with himself, with his stuff, with his fantasy of how easy and sexy and mysterious True Love will be when he finally finds it, just like a porn flick starring him with a soundtrack by The Shins. That Girl is willing to risk his disapproval for the sake of her own happiness.

Fuck the critics. Fuck the onlookers. Fuck this cold, disapproving world, that doesn’t like That Girl or really any fucking girl at all, when it boils right down to it. BE THAT GIRL."

— Print out this week’s Ask Polly and frame it in yr home (via christinefriar)

(via christinefriar)

Cute animals. Health care. Rapping pugs. This is my everything.

therumpus:

The Rumblr’s in-house astrologer, Madame Clairevoyant, presents her latest dispatch from the stars:
Aquarius: This week’s going to put you terrifying proximity to everything you’ve wanted, the brightest joys, the ones on the tip of your tongue, the ones at the bottom of your dreams. Remind yourself, always, every day, how much you deserve all this brightness, how much you deserve all the wildest joy, how much you deserve the glowing days that are coming to you. Just keep moving closer, just reach out your hand, just believe in all the stars shining in your eyes, just believe in all the things that have always been yours.
Today’s image was made specially for Madame Clairevoyant by Jen May.

therumpus:

The Rumblr’s in-house astrologer, Madame Clairevoyant, presents her latest dispatch from the stars:

Aquarius: This week’s going to put you terrifying proximity to everything you’ve wanted, the brightest joys, the ones on the tip of your tongue, the ones at the bottom of your dreams. Remind yourself, always, every day, how much you deserve all this brightness, how much you deserve all the wildest joy, how much you deserve the glowing days that are coming to you. Just keep moving closer, just reach out your hand, just believe in all the stars shining in your eyes, just believe in all the things that have always been yours.

Today’s image was made specially for Madame Clairevoyant by Jen May.

"Yes, to understand the world, and, of course, to meet characters that are alive and visceral. But, at least to me, sometimes we do read to make friends. Sometimes we do read to escape, or find comfort, or to spend time in a world that is a little more fair and a little more kind than the world that we inhabit."

— Jennifer Weiner, on why we read 

(Source: newyorker.com)

"

Men always say that as the defining compliment, don’t they? She’s a cool girl. Being the Cool Girl means I am a hot, brilliant, funny woman who adores football, poker, dirty jokes, and burping, who plays video games, drinks cheap beer, loves threesomes and anal sex, and jams hot dogs and hamburgers into her mouth like she’s hosting the world’s biggest culinary gang bang while somehow maintaining a size 2, because Cool Girls are above all hot. Hot and understanding. Cool Girls never get angry; they only smile in a chagrined, loving manner and let their men do whatever they want. Go ahead, shit on me, I don’t mind, I’m the Cool Girl.

Men actually think this girl exists. Maybe they’re fooled because so many women are willing to pretend to be this girl. For a long time Cool Girl offended me. I used to see men – friends, coworkers, strangers – giddy over these awful pretender women, and I’d want to sit these men down and calmly say: You are not dating a woman, you are dating a woman who has watched too many movies written by socially awkward men who’d like to believe that this kind of woman exists and might kiss them. I’d want to grab the poor guy by his lapels or messenger bag and say: The bitch doesn’t really love chili dogs that much – no one loves chili dogs that much! And the Cool Girls are even more pathetic: They’re not even pretending to be the woman they want to be, they’re pretending to be the woman a man wants them to be. Oh, and if you’re not a Cool Girl, I beg you not to believe that your man doesn’t want the Cool Girl. It may be a slightly different version – maybe he’s a vegetarian, so Cool Girl loves seitan and is great with dogs; or maybe he’s a hipster artist, so Cool Girl is a tattooed, bespectacled nerd who loves comics. There are variations to the window dressing, but believe me, he wants Cool Girl, who is basically the girl who likes every fucking thing he likes and doesn’t ever complain. (How do you know you’re not Cool Girl? Because he says things like: “I like strong women.” If he says that to you, he will at some point fuck someone else. Because “I like strong women” is code for “I hate strong women.”)

"

Gone Girl

Googling “treatment for recurrent patellar dislocation” as part of my nightly routine of masochism. The dog has quickly grown accustomed to my sobbing.

Tags: fuck it all

Evelyn is 103 years old. She did an AMA. Every answer was gold. 

built-by-machines:

ohthatsdope:

iamayoungfeminist:

blvcknvy:

Licia Ronzulli, member of the European Parliament, has been taking her daughter Vittoria to the Parliament sessions for two years now.

 

I’m sorry but women get shit done. In fact, not sorry. 

I love the daughter’s face in the last frame, just casually looking over everyone as if she’s plotting her Parliament takeover. 

(via high5amillionangels)

fairytalesfor20somethings:

The Little Mermaid was human now, but she still felt out of place. It seemed like nobody understood her, and she wasn’t sure they ever could. Her only relief came from reading; a good book always reminded her she was not alone.

fairytalesfor20somethings:

The Little Mermaid was human now, but she still felt out of place. It seemed like nobody understood her, and she wasn’t sure they ever could. Her only relief came from reading; a good book always reminded her she was not alone.

Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways.  (at Riviera Theatre)

Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways. (at Riviera Theatre)