the patron saint of imperfection

my mother raised me to be retrospective.

but this blog is about periods and cats.

This is really stupid but growing up in Tucson had given me the impression that fireflies were a fake thing.

helllord:

saydolly:

HAHAHA

literally snorted

(via ohfewerwords)

thefluffingtonpost:

STUDY: Cats Not as Effective as Index Cards at Organizing Books

A new study from the Dewey Institute finds that while cats are far more adorable than index cards, they aren’t as effective at organizing books.  While this new study will undoubtedly save some libraries the mistake of investing in all-cat system, the American Library Association tells The Fluffington Post that as many of 175 libraries across the country have collectively already spent over $20 million on these ineffective organizational catalogs.

Via Klara Kim.

I’ve gotten to the point in my education where I’m relieved when a paper needs to be 6-8 pages.

My mom: Are you doing anything this weekend?
Me: No. I don’t know if I have any friends anymore and if I did they’re going to be in Detroit anyway.
My mom: Well good. Now you can concentrate on school. 

Do I have to wait for my cats to die to get a cat portrait tattoo?

4 plays [Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]

Marina & the Diamonds - Power & Control

This album is so good.
I’m obsessed. 

Talking to my mom about this job I really want, she tells me to send positive thoughts.
“You need to visualize yourself there if you want it to happen,” she tells me. “You need to visualize yourself in a prison.” 
I bet most mothers never get to say that to their kid. 

I hope that my neighbors can not only here my cat’s constant crying
but also my nervous breakdown responses.
“What do you want baby? Please stop crying. Just tell me what you want. I’ll try to fix it. It’s okay baby. Mommy will make it okay. Just please, please stop crying.”