Is your job as cute as MY job?
Sometimes I swear I am hollow. If you step on me I’ll pop like balloon. A transparent balloon with nothing on it and nothing in it but air.

This was a good idea. (Taken with instagram)

Taken with instagram

This funky little kinkajou lives at my job now. >.< (Taken with instagram)

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There is a long list of terms for the female member. Some prefer vagina as the most appropriate word, while others reject it because of its whiff of clinical detachment or their dislike of its Latin meaning (sheath). Some have introduced the Sanskrit word yoni into Engish usage, disliking both vagina and the entire long list of colloquial terms because of the pornographic or derogatory connotations they carry for some.
As a student of words (my university degrees are in English), I tend to resist being told what words to use or not use for my body parts. I don’t want to be restricted to having only a vagina or yoni because all other words are considered too vulgar to be spoken or written. there is nothing vulgar about my body, and if some words suggest the opposite to many people, I think they need to hear these words proudly spoken (and see them written) enough that innocent words no longer possess such a crazy-making power over us.
I might want to have a cunt one day and a twat the next. On the third day, I might decide that pussy is my favourite word. Cunt, by the way, has an interesting meaning: wedge. It’s the triangular shape of the pubes that suggested the word. The same word root is used to describe something a non-sexual as the wedge-shaped writing of the Babylonian clay tablets, which was called cuneiform writing. Should we be excited about that?
If a woman finds that a certain word makes her feel repulsed about her body, the question becomes how to deal with that feeling […] I don’t think men have a long list of words for their private parts that makes them feel embarassed about themselves.
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dunno wassup with that pizza alarm but niggas chillin so I aint gon fuck widdit
I live my sis, for this kinda shit.
In other news
I found my husband today. He was at the beach changing out of a wetsuit and grrrrrl he was fine as hell. He had one of those stickers on his back windshield depicting him and his family. His family consisted of one stick figure man and about six stick figure cats. I never knew such a perfect person could exist.



