I need to have this posted in my room somewhere.

(Source: thehymenofjesus)

thatwhitebitch:

Hi, guys. Here’s an essay I wrote about a guy thinking I was ugly in the middle of an OK Cupid date. Looking for your thoughts as to whether or not you would read a whole book full of funny, semi-advice-giving essays like this IRL and if you would tell your friends about it and if I could get it published and if one day I won’t have student loans anymore. Thanks.

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OKUgly.com

“You don’t have any deformities worth mentioning. I mean, big teeth, but who cares.” - My friend Alan

I had just moved to New York City, and things were going to change for me. I had a fancy new job at a major media company, it looked like my mild-to-moderate adult cystic acne was coming to the end of its two-year residency on my chin and I was generally more excited than I’d ever been in maybe my whole entire life. New York City had been a dream of mine since I could remember, and I was finally leaving Chicago for the bright lights and rich men of the Big Apple.

Maybe I was heading into my fourth consecutive year of being single, but don’t even be sad about that for me. Honestly. I was totally— Listen, it’s not like I couldn’t get a boyfriend. If I wanted a boyfriend, I could get a boyfriend. I just hadn’t found anyone who could guarantee me that several nights out with them would be more entertaining or provide me more orgasms than several nights in with the Internet.

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“What would Beyonce do?”

Hahahaha I will be asking myself this from here on out. Excellent advice.

lacigreen:

solid life advice for all that lifing you do everyday.

Can I hire Edna Mode as my life coach?

(Source: atavus)

Repeat it ‘til you believe it.