kill the idea that small boobs aren’t good boobs
Um. ALL boobs are good boobs. DUUHHH.
I’ve upgraded from ANTM
There’s a monster at the end of this book. It’s the blank page where the story ends and you’re left alone with yourself and your thoughts.
Dear Lord, I love Nightvale.
I wish to weep
but sorrow is
I wish to believe
but belief is a
I firmly believe in small gestures: pay for their coffee, hold the door for strangers, over tip, smile or try to be kind even when you don’t feel like it, pay compliments, chase the kid’s runaway ball down the sidewalk and throw it back to him, try to be larger than you are— particularly when it’s difficult. People do notice, people appreciate. I appreciate it when it’s done to (for) me. Small gestures can be an effort, or actually go against our grain (“I’m not a big one for paying compliments…”), but the irony is that almost every time you make them, you feel better about yourself. For a moment life suddenly feels lighter, a bit more Gene Kelly dancing in the rain.