First, I love Tumblr and want to keep loving it. And yes, it is immediately terrifying to hear that Yahoo (which, from a lot of our perspectives, is a laughably backwards and culturally irrelevant company) is going to own Tumblr. I sympathize.
But there are a number of circumstances in which…
I posted a huge rant here earlier about my life, but it just made me realize that I need a way of mitigating the build up of emotions that happens sometimes. It builds up fast and hits hard, and I need to figure out how to get out of it without letting it control me.
Some people have asked to read the commencement address I delivered this morning to the 2013 graduates of Butler University. So here it is.
My own commencement speaker, who shall remain nameless, began with a lame joke about how these speeches only come in two varieties: Short and bad. This…
the ceo of abercrombie and fitch has a lot of nerve saying that ugly people shouldn’t wear his clothes when he looks like an albino orc from the lord of the rings
fashion
Hey, bro, cool story.
So that’s another way of doing it.
Also I hate your jeans.
This CEO fella is so pathetic. He’s obviously stuck in the “cool kid” mentality, and doesn’t know how to exist without some sort of perpetual positive attention. He’s mangled his own face in an attempt to be “cool,” and looks horrible for it. I’d be willing to bet he wasn’t even one of those “popular kids” when he was in school and is desperate to make up for that.
Sad, really.
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I don’t have a ton of followers, but this is really important to me, and if you reblog it, it would mean so much to me. I’m looking for Keri Lovelace. She should be seventeen or eighteen years old now, and a senior in high school. The last time I saw her was about seven years ago. She was in…



