People are strange: They are constantly angered by trivial things, but on a major matter like totally wasting their lives, they hardly seem to notice.
—Charles Bukowski (via thatkindofwoman)
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IM Conversation between two Hot Women
Me: my contact lenses were bothering me, so I soaked them last night and wore my glasses.
Me: bifocals
Me: anyway, i’m nearsighted. so, i took advantage of my nearsightedness to pluck my eyebrows. yes, i pluck them with my contact lenses, but I’m wearing bifocal contact lenses with the added benefit of monovision, so i can see, but not see.
Me: anyway, i could now see the tiny hairs that i could not see with my contact lenses on.
Friend: I understand that completely. Can’t see minute details on my face with contacts on.
Me: there was a long white hair that needed to plucked.
Me: i could’ve brushed it with the rest of my hair on my head
Me: the hair was not on my eyebrow, but below the eyebrow!
Me: all shiny and white like a guitar string
Friend: I’m really not enjoying this menopause thing. Can I get my money back?
I always feel this pressure of being a strong and independent icon of womanhood, and without making it look my whole life is revolving around some guy. But loving someone, and being loved means so much to me. We always make fun of it and stuff. But isn’t everything we do in life a way to be loved a little more?
—Julie Delpy, Before Sunrise & Before Sunset: Two Screenplays (via thatkindofwoman)
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Forgive my fingers
for when they find your body
they will lose themselves.
I finally ran this morning. Two miles at a 9:41 pace. Yeeee!! Slowly, but surely I’m getting some of my speed back. Still not where I want to be, but it’s getting there. It’s Thursday which means I ran right after my KB class. 150 snatches that tore up my hands, again. What. Ever!
Last night I did a repeat of the Double KB workout I did last Sunday. I felt like I needed to do something since I didn’t run in the morning. I also added Russian Twists, Clubbell Swipes and Turkish Get-ups.
I’ve been good with my No Joy Diet. I haven’t lost or gained anymore weight. What’s up with that?! Old-age? Hormones? Lack of sleep? Stress?
Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes!!!
Probably all of the above, but I’m going to keep at it until I reach my embryo weight.
Happy, Happy, Thursday!
I’m almost never serious, and I’m always too serious. Too deep, too shallow. Too sensitive, too cold hearted. I’m like a collection of paradoxes.
—Ferdinand von Schrubentaufft (via thatkindofwoman)
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If you want your dreams to come true, don’t sleep.
—Yiddish Proverb (via quotedojo)