The only thing I know from looking at you is what you fucking look like.

If you think you understand things just by looking at them, you’re not only wrong, but you’re also an asshole.

One of the stupidest things you can do is assume that I share your retarded fucking worldview. That we inhabit a reality that we both perceive in the same way. That my brain thinks like yours. That my body works like yours. That I want the things you want, enjoy the things you enjoy. That you know anything, even just a tiny thing, about my experience in the world. Because very often you will be dead wrong.

We are mostly lazy, intellectual short-cut takers, I believe. It’s easy to assume and presume and guess things. It’s comforting to believe in the version of reality that most conforms to our instincts. It’s simple to believe that we can know and understand things by looking at them. That common knowledge is real knowledge. But that’s horse shit.

Here is the one thing I know: I have no idea what the world looks like or feels like to you. We inhabit neither the same brain nor the same body. And that changes everything. I would like to believe that I have some fucking humility as regards that fact. That most of my conversations with you will start out – “Have you found that…?” or “Do you think that…?” or “Have you ever…?” That I will take the time to establish a baseline for our communication, and that I will respect your differences once we’ve done that.

I would hope that I do not make very many definitive statements regarding you, and how your world works, and how your mind perceives things and the way your body functions. I hope that I ask more questions and listen to your answers.

What I am really working for, what I want for myself is to more often say “I don’t know. It’s not my body, it’s not my life,  it’s not my choice, I don’t know. Explain it to me, and help me understand.” I want to know how your world works, and I want to know how it feels, but I want you to tell me. Teach me something, show me something, let me understand. But don’t ever fucking presume you know jack shit about MY world, unless I’ve taken the time to share it with you. Because I am going to end up thinking you’re a limp-brained, bigoted, mouthy jackass and I will have the empirical evidence to back that assumption the fuck up.

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The Boy Least Likely To – A Fairytale Ending

The Boy Least Likely To – A Fairytale Ending

When I was young I was valiant and bold
I fought off dragons and wrestled with trolls
I was stupid
But I was brave

I’m still as stupid as I was before
And although I’m not that young anymore
I’m still valiant
In my own little way

Limping off into the sunset
With our tails between our legs
Remembering how it all started
And wondering if this is the way that
My fairytale ends

I still remember how gallant I felt
In a suit of armor that I made myself
Out of tin foil
And milk bottle tops

I guess that I’m just like everyone else
I find it difficult to be myself
So I pretend
To be something I’m not

But in the end everything has to
Turn back into pumpkins and frogs
I wish that it didn’t have to
And I’m wondering if this is the way that
My fairytale ends
Ends

Limping off into the sunset
With our tails between our legs
Muttering quietly to myself
And wondering if this is the way that
My fairytale ends
Ends

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Friday Five things you’ve purchased in the last 30 days

Well fuck me running, it’s the #fridayfive! What are five things you’ve purchased in the last 30 days?

superbadgirl (that’s ME!) - The Safes’ CD “Well, Well, Well.” China Mieville’s book “City & the City” A root beer float, a brown dress, a steamboat ride. #fridayfive

UnclePilot – @superbadgirl Soap, car repairs, the video game “Limbo”, a pretzel dog, @joeycomeau’s “Unqualified” #fridayfive

jeniburns – @superbadgirl Um, yarn. and food. :/ #fridayfive

k_del - Batteries, bullets, stinky lotion, dog chews, your soul #fridayfive

bengoldman – @superbadgirl fancy hairspray, tree trimming services, nerd toys, a giant burrito, 10 mountain keeps #fridayfive

katatomiclabs – @superbadgirl A tire, wool, a bucket, pineapple and coconut shower gel, records. #fridayfive

H_Wallbanger – @superbadgirl sunglasses, wine, underwear, batteries, some records. Yeah, that pretty much covers any 30 day period.

violentecstasy – @superbadgirl Coffee, a leather corset, a scalp mask, cat food, the cheeseball dance-movie plotlines. #fridayfive

cbellers - @superbadgirl Guns, fire extinguisher, sex toys, yoghurt, air filter. #fridayfive

sub_english - A crib, Allegra Goodman’s “The Cookbook Collector, 2 pedicures, chocolate croissants, ice cream (so much ice cream) #fridayfive

lobsterchicky – @superbadgirl gel pens, pants, necklaces from the Joan Rivers on QVC (not joking), Nair (bad idea), McDs breakfast burrito #fridayfive

p_tea - @superbadgirl Gunpowder, dress pants (stupid work clothes), cloth tape, Lady Gaga songs, batteries #fridayfive

thatcesareguy – @superbadgirl Burger King, McDonalds, Taco Bell, Sonic, comic books #fridayfive

cvbarnhart - @superbadgirl Security+ study guide, Vampire: The Requiem books, 15 matching d10s, food, booze. #fridayfive

laurabean – Old school girdle, groceries, flowers, book, dinner @ atomic cowboy. #fridayfive

jamesblackwood – @superbadgirl size 6 wedding band, size 15 wedding band, wooden baseball bat, a beer I never received, pants #FridayFive

CDCyr – @superbadgirl Oatmeal, Riverboat ride, coffee, books, shirt

soupy – @superbadgirl car battery, vintage shoes that already fell apart, rainbow streamers, a sweater from the 1950s, a Dorothy costume #fridayfive

stevodarkly - @superbadgirl Dale Hollow Lake souvenir T-shirt, rum, drop-off laundry service, 5-hour energy drinks, max strength Zantac. #fridayfive

UnclePilot - @superbadgirl I meant @joeycomeau’s “Overqualified”. #sorryjoey #justboughtthebooktoday #OHGODIMTWEETINGFROM40000FEET #IVEDOOMEDUSALL

Lorizs_tweets - @superbadgirl books, fabric, iced coffee, shoes, fruit #fridayfive

_bunny_ – @superbadgirl Doggie treats, soap, new wallet, funky Vietnamese houseplant, new shaving blades. #fridayfive

Joule – @superbadgirl Ceilings and walls, a dress with a spiral on it, arcade fire’s new album, plane ticket, sno cones #fridayfive

ieincognito -@superbadgirl Vodka, whiskey, beer, lots of tomatoes and a spiffy dress #fridayfive

ZSB3 - #fridayfive Beaded slippers, Aveda shampoo & conditioner, sodas, food, garnet earrings.

(I think I got everyone. If I accidentally missed you out, feel free to just post it in the comments and not give me a hard time.)

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SOTD – Laura Veirs “Shadow Blues”

Laura Veirs “Shadow Blues”

There’s a shadow beneath the sea
There’s a shadow between you and me
I’ve learned that love is scared of light
Thousand seeds from a flower
Blowing through the night

Your blackened kiss on my cheek
Your blackened kiss runs river deep
A stranded fish dear, I’m on the sand
Blue water from a pool
Up to the clouds I’ll land

Though I am dark ‘bout the whys of wanting
Though I am dark, I’m still a child
Gonna dig a coal mine, climb down deep inside
Where my shadow’s got one place to go
One place to hide…

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You know what the internet needs more of?

Naked, skinny white chicks. Really, I would like access to more images of naked, skinny white chicks looking as if they really want you to fuck them, or looking dead, or looking vacant-eyed, or looking underage, or looking like they’re gonna do something sexy with another naked skinny white chick, or looking frightened or threatened or in pain. Or just plain old skinny naked white chicks with random sexyface. There is just not really enough of that shit. Naked skinny white chicks as art. Naked skinny white chicks as fashion. Naked skinny white chicks as accessories. Naked skinny white chicks as social commentary. Sometimes I think that when we went off the gold standard, our national currency secretly became based on naked skinny white chicks. (Images NSFW)

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SOTD Keane—Nothing in My Way

A turning tide
Lovers at a great divide
why d’you laugh
When I know that you hurt inside?

And why’d you say
It’s just another day, nothing in my way
I don’t wanna go, I don’t wanna stay
So there’s nothing left to say

And why’d you lie
When you wanna die, when you hurt inside
Don’t know what you lie for anyway
Now there’s nothing left to say

A tell-tale sign
You don’t know where to draw the line
And why’d you say
It’s just another day, nothing in my way
I don’t wanna go, I don’t wanna stay
So there’s nothing left to say

And why’d you lie
When you wanna die, when you hurt inside
Don’t know what you lie for anyway
Now there’s nothing left to say

Well for a lonely soul, you’re having such a nice time
For a lonely soul, you’re having such a nice time
For a lonely soul, it seems to me that you’re having such a nice time
You’re having such a nice time

For a lonely soul, you’re having such a nice time
For a lonely soul, you’re having such a nice time
For a lonely soul, it seems to me that you’re having such a nice time
You’re having such a nice time

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