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Adele - Cold Shoulder

and i haven't seen or heard from him since.
me:If I may be uncharitable for just a moment: ungh I am so tired of this boy.
him:Who?
me:You know. Seems like he'd be an ok guy if he wasn't in my house 24/7 but HE IS, so...
him:He has it really rough at home AND [our roommate] has paid for his EVERYTHING. He hasnt eaten our food, smoked our cigs (in fact, I have smoken almost half of his) and he hasnt drunk anything but water and [our roommate]'s soda. I personally dont care and anywho, isnt that how everyone starts in our group? They end up staying over for like a week of brainwashing...i mean training. Lol.
me:I just would like 5 minutes alone in my house, is all. You know I have issues.
him:Come on now...u know all u do is shut off urself in ur room and/or sleep any way. If it that big a deal to u...talk to [our roommate] about it. Dont be nasty...just tell him about how u feel.
him:When i wanna be alone, i just shut my door. But that's just me.
him:And if u r thinking that we didnt have sex bc he was n the house...dont. I have been thinking latelty and i have comebto the conclusion that 97% of my "hostilities" toward u (@ times) stems from ur drinking. I dont care that u drink, but i do care that u drink and then EXPECT me to have sex w u. I did not sign in to sleep with my father or Kelton (my rapist)and it bothers me. If u wanna have sex, dont drink that before hand. I dont care if the pope is in our house, i will still do it. I am fine if u drink after but not before. Not being mean...just my feelings. I <3 u completely, but i cant keep denying my own feelings in these regards.
me:I've been thinking too, & I honestly think it has more to do with the fact that you simply don't care for my company. Think about it. You push me away, surround yourself with other people, fill your little free time with activities that exclude me. And this has been going on for years, but now you have *even less* free time. I *know* you love me, but I also know you don't like me or respect me. And yeah, I drink too much, too often, and who gives a shit?
him:That is utterly and unequivacly (sp???) false. I do like and respect u, but u make it so hard to be by ur side sometimes. I have a lot of friends, true, and I do want to include u more, but we find joy in such vastly different things. When forced to participate, u tend to wear the face of complete boredom and ire which I hate. I dont have a problem not having the many similar interests, but what I do care about is being able to spend time w u even if it is not necessarily something either one of us LOVES. And sir, i do care how much and how often u drink. Just ask [our friends] what 90% of the time I bitch about.
me:Honestly, think: when was the last time you asked me what I wanted to do? Or how my day was? Or had a conversation with me that went beyond the plot of some TV show?
him:I have had the drinking convo w u before and i honestly try to play ignorance to it now. Because i kno it is a battle that i cannot win. I have NEVER asked u to quit drinking, but to care enough about urself to moderate urself. I honestly have given up on this argument and have accepted the fact that ur feelings and drinking will always be my fault. I love u, i like u and i respect u, but ur drinking has become ur crutch and an excuse that shows me that u dont love, like or respect urself. Like i said...i want u, not my father or Kelton. And when u drink A LOT, i stop seeing u and I see them in ur spot. And it is THEN that I have a problem liking u. But I kno u r my husband and the man that I want to spend the rest of my life with: good, bad and ugly.
me:As far as trying to include me: if there are 8 other people there, that's not including me. Having 8 people in my house, that I did not choose to have in my house, does nothing for me but make me exhausted. I know it does the complete opposite for you, but we are two totally different people, sweetie. I look bored and pissed off because I am bored and pissed off.
him:And I have always been a social butterfly...ALWAYS. And in the beginning, u used to b a part of that, but thru the years, u have withdrawn from that, and as an extension, me. Though I am not longer a working drag queen, i will always enjoy putting on a show. And i want u always to b my co-star...not my lighting guy. YOU DAMN FOOL, I AM TRYING TO TELL U I LOVE, LIKE AND RESPECT YOU WITH EVERYTHING I HAVE. I AM NOT DOING ALL THIS SCHOOL FOR ME...I AM DOING IT FOR US.
him:Then i will stop being me if that makes u happier being u. I quit. I got no more fight. I will just go to school, go to work and come home to u from now on. Sorry that i hurt u.
him:twitter/ HomoGaga: My heart is completely broken. And I am giving up. Seriously!!! I have no more energy to fight with.
me:I am not asking that. I am asking for *some* of your time, some of your attention. Something beyond indifference or contempt. I've never blamed you for any of my problems, but it certainly would be easier to deal with them if I had someone to talk to who might listen & try to understand. I don't feel like I have that, and I'd love to be that for you, except you don't need it.
him:Well call [a friend] then because i got nothing. It is all my fault and i am sorry. I am turning off my phone now. I am sick of crying on my faceplate and having these bastards ask me what is wrong. Bye.
me:Again, what does any of this have to do with [a friend]? Or anyone? I'm trying to talk to you about some things that *we* need to talk about. I feel ignored, you feel ignored, you don't like my drinking, I don't like having random people in my house all the time because it takes away the one part of my world I feel like I can control. And why can't we just *talk* about this? Nothing can change otherwise.
me:I'm sorry it it seemed like I was attacking you, or trying to start a fight, but this is in all honesty just how I feel, and have felt for a while, and I really could have found a better way to say it, and I love you more than anything.
i don't do 'sexy'
him:what r u wearing?
me:the same thing I was wearing 20 minutes ago when you left.
him:...ur not working with me here.
me:lady gaga's muff.
him:too shame.
me:ok. I'm wearing black bvd briefs. they're trunk cut, showing off my lean, well-muscled thighs.
him:sexy!
me:over those, a pair of those walmart-version levi's, the pants a working man who sweats at his job wears.
him:mm-hmm...
me:a tight black t-shirt over that, highlighting my more or less flat stomach, and a delightful absence of simon-cowell-level moobs.
him:bwahahahaha!
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And I know, I know, people will piss and moan about the stuff this administration hasn’t gotten done yet. So my question is this: What did you do to help? Did you do 1/10 as much as you did to get these folks elected? Did you do as much, today, as you did to help Apple sell billions of dollars of products that you get no stake in, that don’t help make life better for you and your friends and neighbors? What are you waiting for, somebody to ask nicely? I’m asking nicely: Please find a cause you care about, and beat the drum to stir up public sentiment to support it. Make it your wallpaper on your new tablet.
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sweethomestyle:

mountfelix:Stephen King’s house, Bangor, Maine

my first thought: oh so they used his actual, real house in that quantum leap episode.
my second thought: I AM A GIANT NERD.

sweethomestyle:

mountfelix:Stephen King’s house, Bangor, Maine

my first thought: oh so they used his actual, real house in that quantum leap episode.

my second thought: I AM A GIANT NERD.

jesus fucking christ.

it&#8217;s the raw gorram need… you just have to… defile and violate it.

jesus fucking christ.

it’s the raw gorram need… you just have to… defile and violate it.

i&#8217;m *this far* from re-naming this tubleblog #UNF. fairly certain the domain is taken, though. 

i will admit i totally ice-aged a potential bf in high school when he disparaged ms manson. and i stand by that decision. asshole. 

never shared his prozac either.

also: hey miss elijah! what you been up to, gurrrl?

i’m *this far* from re-naming this tubleblog #UNF. fairly certain the domain is taken, though.

i will admit i totally ice-aged a potential bf in high school when he disparaged ms manson. and i stand by that decision. asshole.

never shared his prozac either.

also: hey miss elijah! what you been up to, gurrrl?

please gods someone explain to me why there is an incidence of breckin meyer and zachary quinto simultaneously shirtless and i am JUST NOW FINDING OUT ABOUT IT? my googling is in vain, people. give me high quality full motion video or give me death. via tumblingnoodle
please gods someone explain to me why there is an incidence of breckin meyer and zachary quinto simultaneously shirtless and i am JUST NOW FINDING OUT ABOUT IT? my googling is in vain, people. give me high quality full motion video or give me death.

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via laurataylor {FOLLOW HER NOW]i believe i said now, bb.

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i believe i said now, bb.
please someone rent me The Campbell Apartment

pick a crazy spot to have your next birthday party. someone else is footing the bill.

The Campbell Apartment. have you seen the place? it’s fucking gorgeous. i want to rent out the whole place and have sex on the bar like nate and serena. later everyone i know is invited to get plastered on period cocktails, in period dress. natch.