Itty Bitty Dumb Bum
No. You are Selena-Gomez. You have Selena-Gomez fans, you do not have Selena fans. You are an actress who plays at singing. Selena is a songstress angel whose shine was so bright that she launched the career of the actress who played her in a movie. You are Selena-Gomez, know your place and remind your people what it is and stay there.

Itty Bitty Dumb Bum

No. You are Selena-Gomez. You have Selena-Gomez fans, you do not have Selena fans. You are an actress who plays at singing. Selena is a songstress angel whose shine was so bright that she launched the career of the actress who played her in a movie. You are Selena-Gomez, know your place and remind your people what it is and stay there.


huffingtonpost:

Happy National Donut Day!!

Gratuitous donut cumshot

huffingtonpost:

Happy National Donut Day!!

Gratuitous donut cumshot

(via good)


Little Women, am I right?!

Little Women, am I right?!

(via juliasegal)


barackobama:

“I want to take a look one more time. I’m not going to see this again.” —President Obama pausing while leaving his second inaugural ceremony to look out onto the crowd on the National Mall 

Instead of looking at this as the end of his inaugural ceremony, I choose to think of it as the beginning of the best game of Family Feud you will ever see. Especially if they played The Clintons. That would be too entertaining and brainy!!

barackobama:

“I want to take a look one more time. I’m not going to see this again.” —President Obama pausing while leaving his second inaugural ceremony to look out onto the crowd on the National Mall 

Instead of looking at this as the end of his inaugural ceremony, I choose to think of it as the beginning of the best game of Family Feud you will ever see. Especially if they played The Clintons. That would be too entertaining and brainy!!


NO ‘GRAM

So Instagram wants to sell your pictures to companies? Don’t delete your account. Use this time to transfer out all your phave philtered photos and remove them. Then litter your account with pictures of middle fingers and butts. Or delete your account and create a new one for your new hobby of buttography.


warbyparker:

One lucky Tumblr follower will win a pair of tickets to tomorrow’s On The Road premiere in Los Angeles and two pairs of Warby Parker sunglasses. Just reblog this post to enter and we’ll randomly select a winner tonight!

oooo yes please!


dogshaming:

Those dirty paws… guilty! FOR SHAME!!!

LOLA!!! I can’t believe my friend actually submitted this picture. This is my best dog friend who telepathically told me it was gonna be her birthday. I picked her up and started petting her and saying “Hi birthday dog, hi birthday dog!” Then I was like, why am I saying that? So I asked my friend when the dogs birthday was and it was like a week later.

dogshaming:

Those dirty paws… guilty! FOR SHAME!!!

LOLA!!! I can’t believe my friend actually submitted this picture. This is my best dog friend who telepathically told me it was gonna be her birthday. I picked her up and started petting her and saying “Hi birthday dog, hi birthday dog!” Then I was like, why am I saying that? So I asked my friend when the dogs birthday was and it was like a week later.


juliasegal:

RIP Tony Scott 

I found out that someone jumped off the bridge right before I had to leave and give a walking tour of film locations in San Pedro. The bridge is part of my tour because its iconic and has been in numerous movies. I was telling my group about how William Petersen jumped off the bridge (tethered of course) in To Live and Die in LA. I apologized for the horrible segue but I asked my group if they were aware that a man had jumped off the bridge earlier and they weren’t. Later on I heard that the man’s body had been found and it was listed as a high profile suicide and the deceased worked in the movie industry. I don’t know why the first name that popped in my head was John Travolta. I fell asleep on the couch and when I woke up it had been announced that it was Tony Scott. It’s sad. The lack of hesitation when he climbed the fence made me even more sad.

juliasegal:

RIP Tony Scott 

I found out that someone jumped off the bridge right before I had to leave and give a walking tour of film locations in San Pedro. The bridge is part of my tour because its iconic and has been in numerous movies. I was telling my group about how William Petersen jumped off the bridge (tethered of course) in To Live and Die in LA. I apologized for the horrible segue but I asked my group if they were aware that a man had jumped off the bridge earlier and they weren’t. Later on I heard that the man’s body had been found and it was listed as a high profile suicide and the deceased worked in the movie industry. I don’t know why the first name that popped in my head was John Travolta. I fell asleep on the couch and when I woke up it had been announced that it was Tony Scott. It’s sad. The lack of hesitation when he climbed the fence made me even more sad.


Brave Face

I have a new brave face. It’s actually really really close to my crying face except the eyes are redder and more puffy with all kinds of tears on it. 

Movies have ratings like G, PG, PG-13, R, NC17 and X. But I now want them to carry emotional warnings. Like, rated E for emotional. I just got back from seeing Brave. In my new proposed warning label the movie would be rated E-Mom for extreme mommy issues. Had it been marked, I would know that I would be faced with some hard core Mommy content. Then someone like me, with a dead mother, would maybe think twice about seeing it alone or at all in public. 

I was completely blindsided by the shit this movie would dredge up. I had to sit through all of the credits before I could compose myself enough to leave the theater. Now I know why my Mom got up and left when we were watching Toy Story 3. She had 3 grown children and her 4th was going into high school, this was it for her. So Toy Story 3 could have been labeled E-Empty Nest.

I’m still an emotional wreck. 


the bitch is back

I’ve been itching for an outlet again to let some stuff go. I was gonna start another blog somewhere else but the thought of creating another account with another password that some group is going to hack and put out on the web was beyond tiresome to me. So here I am. I changed the name and theme so hopefully it’ll be good enough. Warning, if self introspection and girl drama makes you want to cringe, unfollow now. It won’t be like this forever, but for a minute.

I’ve been on a mission to the center of myself. It’s seriously crazy. I’m friends with psychics, getting hypnotherapy and I think my spirit guide was masquerading as Tina Fey in my dream this morning telling me to take a dance class. All this changing is a bitch though. Old shit and old feelings are being dredged up so I can feel them and face them or make different choices. Friend stuff is the hardest because they’re my main relationship type over the course of my life. 

My latest hypnotherapy session was a pow wow with my higher self and I got to ask her some questions. She told me, in a nice and gentle way, to grow up and stop seeing myself as a kid. I’m a grown lady, I’m 33. But I guess I do still see myself as a girl. I’ve been having some little girl type feelings too, including jealousy. I was one in a threesome of chick friends. I’m normally a one-on-one kind of friend, but we were cool until I wasn’t. I understand that the friendship between the other two is none of my business, but I don’t like it. I’m the one with the problem so I removed myself. That doesn’t mean that the green monster isn’t there anymore. My higher self told me it was plain ol jealousy and fine. So I’m out. I don’t really like drama, but it’s like this person who I’m not jiving with brought it into my life with her. So where is my opportunity to grow?

Before I would stay in the friendship and be passive aggressive until I literally ruined it and forced the other party’s hand to end the relationship. So the chance to change is in knowing when the jig is up and throwing in the towel. I have a hard time with boundaries and difficult conversations. But I’ve decided to only stay friends with people who enhance me. phew.