In case anyone wonders why I have no boundaries, my 64-year-old mother and I just had a 30-minute conversation about anal sex.
"What’s your opinion on meaningless sex?"
"Everything is meaningless. Might as well be getting laid."”
My friend, Claire and I are going to write/produce a porn-parody of Blue Is The Warmest Color/Orange Is The New Black called… you guessed it… Blue Is The New Black. It’s going to involve hot lesbians in prison attire smacking each other’s asses, smoking a bunch of cigarettes, and crying a lot. It will also probably involve men who can watch from outside the lesbians’ jail cell, but can’t touch (Blue balls). [ooo, see what we did there?!]
We’re brilliant, and we’re going to make bank. Off to L.A. to shoot we go.
See you suckers from the top!
…That moment when you’re pounding out a text super-quickly on your iPhone, and accidentally insert a ;) when you meant to insert a :), instantaneously taking your text from innocuous to creepy.
You exist, and therefore, you matter. You’re allowed to voice your thoughts and feelings. You’re allowed to assert your needs and take up space. You’re allowed to hold onto the truth that who you are is exactly enough. And you’re allowed to remove anyone from your life who makes you feel otherwise.”
Daniell Koepke (via elige)