Looked up the original cover and yep, thanks for the edit. Much better.
(Source: thedorseyshawexperience, via danthom)
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How To Tell If A Toy Is For Boys or Girls
Time to remind people…
(Need to remind people from http://scidoll.com/an-open-letter-to-tesco/)
Want to do some
I wanna do border to border.
I want to do all of them. Life goal: See all 50 states.
I would so take the Oregon Trail to Chicago and then switch to Route 66.
I’ve been lucky enough to have be able to do Routes 1, 8, 10, and 5.
Shit, is Tennessee the only state that’s barely included in a route? :(
Man…I want to do all of these. Nothing I love more than an American road trip.
Someday I’ll figure out all of the states I’ve visited as a result of the excessive amount of road trips growing up.
Haha this is hilarious and awesome! I’d totally eat it too, as long as I’m certain of the ingredients.
The Debt: When terrible, abusive parents come crawling back, what do their grown children owe them? (Slate) -
by Emily Joffe
What do we owe our tormentors? It’s a question that haunts those who had childhoods marked by years of neglect and deprivation, or of psychological, physical, and sexual abuse at the hands of one or both parents. Despite this terrible beginning, many people make it out successfully and go on to build satisfying lives. Now their mother or father is old, maybe ailing, possibly broke. With a sense of guilt and dread, these adults are grappling with whether and how to care for those who didn’t care for them…
(full article here)
This This This This This.
Spoiler alert: You don’t owe them anything.