3 results for 'Miranda Galvan'
Yesterday I was eating some trail mix (that shit is delicious) and I was just walking around having the damndest time. As I was entertaining myself with different exciting combinations (two cranberries and an almond! A yogurt covered cranberry and one slightly salty raisin!) I got to thinking about how crazy trail mix really is. I mean, who in the hell decided that they wanted to cash in on a bag of some whack combination of small pieces of edibles that would never really exist anywhere on a trail? When are you going to see yogurt or chocolate covered anything in the woods? And raisins or... (more)
It seems that everyone wants to be looked at. Everyone gets that sickish anxious feeling that they need attention and validation from random people around them… this somehow makes us feel better than attention from someone we know… it gives us that relief that someone doesn’t need to know our personality to notice us. And yet… even though every single one of us (I don’t care who you are) feels the need for this, go to any mall and all you will see are people vying to get a glimpse of themselves in any vaguely reflective surface and refusing to look at anyone else. So who looks at you? And... (more)
Mannequin nipples. They’re freaking HUGE, right? The breasts themselves are small… hell, they are some seriously lacking boobs, but the nipples stick out like an inch or so. And everyone has to admit it… when you walk by (male or female) it catches your eye. When I see it, I’m like ‘ Okay, I get it, it’s supposed to be hot, it’s supposed to grab my attention in a very uncouth and unsubtle way that appeals to my baser senses and exposes my insecurities’. As I’m being visually and mentally assaulted by these titties, I can’t help but think of the impracticalities of the mannequin… the incredibly... (more)
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