I have this condition. It makes me want to kill and fuck all the time. But lucky for us it’s intermission.

— Tracey Berkowitz

I HAVE NEVER LAUGHED SO DAMN HARD. EVER.

All time favorite movie.

2nd favorite movie.

& probably my two favorite contemporary female artists.

It's 6:13 and I'm calling it a night. Had my dinner of Peach Iced Tea with Strawberries & sugar. Didn't finish them all, so I'll be up a little later for a snack. I'm attempting to recover from the longest/ most eventful weekend I've had in a while. It was actually really good. Also recovering from today's workout. Either way, this is a goodnight unless I wake up later with something nice to say.

My 3rd favorite movie.

Uh, ladies and gentlemen, can I have your attention please ? It has come to my attention that you raggedy bitches always got a motherfucking opinion about somebody. What somebody shoulda been doin', what they shoulda been wearin', what they shoulda been doin' with their motherfucking money. Why don't you get a motherfuckin' life, bitch ? You been raggedy since Lil' Kim first came out and ya ass is still raggedy. That's why you got time to worry about what other motherfuckers are doing. It's Queen Bee, bitch. Not pawn, not rook, not knight. QUEEN. You ain't no motherfucking royalty. Matta fact do me a favor and shut up bitch. I don't even like bitches talkin'. Wait, hold on. Let me say something to you. This is what you're doing, and this is what I need you to be doing. See watch, hold on..... See even I can do it. Even a pimp could do it, did you see how I shut up ? That's what the fuck you need to do. Is shut the fuck up bitch !

-Katt Williams

Ignorance is love, and I need that shit

— KiD CuDi

Beauty.

"Sex is not something you do to someone. Sex is not a one way transitive verb, with a subject, you, and an object, the body you’re with.. it’s about being with and feeling with.. It’s a matter of paying attention- as if you are paying attention to someone who matters."

How Men Have Sex, Stoltenberg

"Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. ‘Pooh?’ he whispered.

‘Yes, Piglet?’

‘Nothing,’ said Piglet, taking Pooh’s hand. ‘I just wanted to be sure of you.’"

“I’m sure I don’t have to tell you that the vast majority of the universe is composed of dark matter. The fragile balance depends on things we’ll never be able to see, hear, smell, taste, or touch. Life itself depends on them. What’s real? What isn’t real? Maybe those aren’t the right questions to be asking. What does life depend on? I wish I had made things for life to depend on. What if you never stop inventing? Maybe you’re not inventing at all.”

-Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

"What truly is logic? Who decides reason? My quest has taken me to the physical, the metaphysical, the delusional, and back. I have made the most important discovery of my career - the most important discovery of my life. It is only in the mysterious equations of love that any logic or reason can be found. I am only here tonight because of you. You are the only reason I am. You are all my reasons."

John Nash, from A Beautiful Mind

What I had yet to learn, though, is that things are seldom as neat and tidy as that starry-eyed anecdote you share documentary-style on a couch. What I figured out over time is that almost always, when you hear those stories from married couples, there is a little poetic license going on, a romantic spin, polished to a high shine over time. And unless you marry your high school sweetheart (and even sometimes then), there is usually a not-so-glorious back story. There are people and places and events that lead you to your final relationship, people and places and events you’d prefer to forget or at least gloss over. In the end, you can slap a pretty label on it - like serendipity or fate. Or you can believe that it’s just the random way life unfolds. But no matter what you call it, it seems that every couple has two stories - the edited one to be shared from the couch and the unabridged version, best left alone.

— Emily Giffin, Love The One You’re With

“The unlucky are nothing more than a frame of reference for the lucky. You are unlucky, so I may know that I am. Unfortunately the lucky never realize they are lucky until it’s too late. Take yourself for instance; yesterday you were better off than you are off today, but it took today for you to realize it. But today has arrived and it’s too late. You see? People are never happy with what they have. They want what they had, or what others have. The grass is always greener on the other side.”

- Lucky Number Slevin.

My brain is sick,

my heart is torn,

my arms are empty.

— Asher Roth.

My babygirl.

Everything moves, nothing stays & I will not hold on. Everything moves, nothing stays & I will not hold on. Everything moves, nothing stays & I will not hold on. Everything moves, nothing stays & I will not hold on. Everything moves, nothing stays & I will not hold on. Everything moves, nothing stays & I will not hold on. Everything moves, nothing stays & I will not hold on. Everything moves, nothing stays & I will not hold on. Everything moves, nothing stays & I will not hold on. Everything moves, nothing stays & I will not hold on. Everything moves, nothing stays & I will not hold on. Everything moves, nothing stays & I will not hold on. Everything moves, nothing stays & I will not hold on. Everything moves, nothing stays & I will not hold on. Everything moves, nothing stays & I will not hold on. Everything moves, nothing stays & I will not hold on. Everything moves, nothing stays & I will not hold on. Everything moves, nothing stays & I will not hold on. Everything moves, nothing stays & I will not hold on. Everything moves, nothing stays & I will not hold on. Everything moves, nothing stays & I will not hold on. Everything moves, nothing stays & I will not hold on. Everything moves, nothing stays & I will not hold on. Everything moves, nothing stays & I will not hold on.

I feel like I'm in the middle of a never ending cycle and I'm scared. Not even for myself this time. I don't know what to with myself. Mhm, myself. I forgot I was going to start doing things for myself. Now I'm stuck again and this time, in the end, I don't think it will be my feelings hurt.

via: marciyeahh.blogspot.com

CAN'T WAIT TO GO BACK !

You know you're from Louisiana when...

-Your sunglasses fog up when you step outside, even in December.

-You reinforce your attic to store Mardi Gras beads

-You don't look twice when you see pink flamingos in yards of nice subdivisions during Mardi Gras.

-You save newspapers, not for recycling but for tablecloths at crawfish boils.

-Your ancestors are buried above the ground .

-You drink Community Coffee, have tried Starbucks, but don't see what all the fuss is about. (YEAH!!!)

-You take a bite of five-alarm chili and reach for the Tabasco .

-Every once in a while, you have waterfront property .

-You sit down to eat boiled crawfish and your host says, 'Don't eat the dead ones,' and you know what he means.

-You don't learn until high school that Mardi Gras is not a national holiday.

-You push little old ladies out of the way to catch Mardi Gras beads.

-Little old ladies push YOU out of the way to catch Mardi Gras beads .

-You believe that purple, green , and gold look good together.

-Your last name isn't pronounced the way it's spelled.

-You know what a nutria is but you still pick it to represent your baseball team.

-Your town is low on the education chart, high on the obesity chart and you don't care because you're No. 1 on the party chart.

-Your house payment is less than your utility bill.

-You know that Tchoupitoulas is a street and not a disease.

-Your grandparents are called 'Mam-Maw' and 'Paw-Paw..'

-Your Santa Claus rides an alligator and your favorite Saint is a football player.

-You cringe every time you hear an actor with a Southern or Cajun accent in a 'New Orleans-based' movie or TV show.

-You have to reset your clocks after every thunderstorm.

-You're walking in the French Quarter with a plastic cup of beer.

-When it starts to rain, you cover your beer instead of your head.

-You've eaten at one or more of these restaurants, AND know how to pronounce them: Prejeans, Tu Jac's, Gallatoire's, Ralph & Kacoo's, Brunet's, or Mulatte's.

-You eat dinner out and spend the entire meal talking about all the other good places you've eaten.

-You call home just to find out what your momma'nem are having for supper tonight.

My Favorite Scene

George Bailey:	What is it you want, Mary? What do you want? You want the moon? Just say the word and I'll throw a lasso around it and pull it down. Hey. That's a pretty good idea. I'll give you the moon, Mary.
Mary:	I'll take it. Then what?
George Bailey:	Well, then you can swallow it, and it'll all dissolve, see... and the moonbeams would shoot out of your fingers and your toes and the ends of your hair... am I talking too much?