There is beauty and pain everywhere, even here.
64% of people say the color red makes anything more tempting.
In the U.S., red is most commonly associated with heat, passion, anger, sexuality, love, and joy.
Humans with red hair take up less than 2% of the population.
That explains why there are so few people with red hair. They keep having oral sex.
|Me:||Jacob, can you pick up the towels you brought out and put them in the dirty clothes?|
|Jacob:||Yes, because I'm a man.|
THIS IS MARRIAGE!!
Permission to be a bad ass. Nod.
He looks back at the guy like, “SEE THAT? SHE SAID YES. YOU’RE SO FUCKED.”
Like, guys. Sparta was so kick ASS sometimes when it came to women. Spartan women were given these small knives so that if their husbands came home and tried to hit them or assault them, they had a weapon within reach. That weapon was for CUTTING THEIR HUSBANDS’ FUCKING FACES so that when he went out in public everyone would know he was an asshole, abusing jerkface and they would publicly shame him.
I DID NOT KNOW THAT THAT IS GREAT
LET’S JUST TALK ABOUT SPARTAN WOMEN FOR A SECOND.
In Sparta, women could own land and were considered citizens. THAT IS A HUGE BIG FUCKING DEAL. Why? Because that was RARE AS FUCK and there are lots of places TODAY where women don’t even get that much.
Divorce was totally fine, and a woman could expect to keep her own wealth and get custody of the kids because paternal lineage wasn’t very important. And it didn’t make her a pariah! She could totally remarry, no big deal at all.
Spartan women participated in some fuckin’ badass sporting events, too. And because they were expected to be as physically fit as the Spartan menfolk (who all had to serve compulsory military duties, btw, and couldn’t marry until they finished them at thirty) they didn’t have time for lots of swishy dresses. So they wore notoriously short skirts. According to some accounts, their thighs were visible at all times. HOLY SHIT.
Also, In Sparta men only got their names on their graves if they died in battle. And women? Women only got their names on their graves if they died in childbirth. THE SPARTANS COMPARED CHILDBIRTH TO FUCKING BATTLE AND IT WAS VIEWED AS A GODDAMN BADASS AND HONORABLE WAY TO GO OUT.
FUCKING SPARTAN WOMEN. THIS DUDE HAD FUCKIN’ BETTER MAKE SURE SHE’S COOL WITH WHATEVER HE’S DOING, IF HE KNOWS WHAT’S FUCKIN’ GOOD FOR HIM.
^^ I throughly enjoyed the history lesson dashed with the colorful adjectives.
I would check first too if I was married to Cersi.
"Even my 6 year old knows that the difference between zero and hero is one letter. So, change that letter for yourself."
Jon Joseph Huff
Sitting here watching Hercules with my two oldest. It is a pretty horrible movie. But I’m enjoying just relaxing for an hour or two. I hope your day is going well.
I love the hush of between times,
Those moments of expectancy
Like the separation of night and day,
Or of the closing of my eyes and the touch of your lips,
And of silence and your whispering voice saying, “I just farted.”
There is a certain kind of intimacy
In the way he doesn’t touch her,
In the way he glances over at her
As if, at a word from her, he’d move
The short distance between them
And hold her firmly, gently
Like the moon holds lovers eyes
And the rains hold broken heartbeats.
I was leafing through some pages on my iPhone when I came across some article about a pretty woman whose career was going good. And I think it is the stupidest thing I have ever seen.
Why in hell do we call them Plus Sized Models? They are beautiful. They are doing a job that millions of people would love to do. The clothes they wear may be larger, but how does that matter? They are inherently beautiful. If they lost weight, would they all of a sudden become ugly? No. What if they modeled a necklace? Then are they just regular models? It makes no sense.
Defining a model by adding “Plus Sized” at the beginning is ridiculous at best and demeaning in the worst. That the girl does not fit in a size 3 dress is not an indication of her beauty. Beauty is independent of size. And regardless of what anyone may say, a model is a model.
"What an astonishing thing a book is. It’s a flat object made from a tree with flexible parts on which are imprinted lots of funny dark squiggles. But one glance at it and you’re inside the mind of another person, maybe somebody dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, an author is speaking clearly and silently inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people who never knew each other, citizens of distant epochs. Books break the shackles of time. A book is proof that humans are capable of working magic."
Carl Sagan, Cosmos
"[Cosmos, Part 11: The Persistence of Memory (1980)]”(via wordsnquotes)