Everyone always talking about “talent density” in Silicon Valley when we really should be talking about how 80% of pretzels in America come from a small region of Pennsylvania
the phrase "lipstick on a pig" has always inspired a deep sadness in me. I think of the pig, looking forward to her big night out, and I bring myself to the verge of tears.
Me when someone asks me what Sex and the City character I am, and I say none cuz I find them all insufferable, knowing damn well that’s a Miranda ass response, but I can’t say that cuz I hate her, and that’s where my Carrie rising shows cuz ultimately I hate myself.