“My husband, being unhappy with my mood swings, bought me a mood ring the other day so he would be able to monitor my moods. We’ve discovered that when I’m in a good mood, it turns green. When I’m in a bad mood, it leaves a big red mark on his fucking forehead. Maybe next time he’ll buy me a diamond.”—My friend’s status on Facebook (via stephaniechaos)
16536.) I hate how most of the fucking angst of today is about love, and not about all the horrors in our world: hunger, disease, genocide, the loss of humanity. I'm sorry your heart is "broken", but someone else is dying.