Ohmigosh. I don’t get celebrity crushes often, but Nathan Williams makes me want to have my best friend call him up on a cordless phone and confess my eighth grade love to him while I giggle and freak the fuck out in the background because OMG I LOVE A BOY AND WEIRD FEELINGS ARE HAPPENING.
As an “adult” lady, fly sunglasses and a good smug face are requirements for a guy to make me swoon in that special eighth grade way. Tattoos and nineties nostalgia don’t hurt either.
P.S. I swear to god I had that EXACT same t-shirt when I was nine. I remember that I thought it went well with my Nike high tops, and it was my favorite shirt.
Here are some facts about female lab rats: During sex, a female rat will evade her partner, darting away in the midst of his pumping, so it doesn’t end too quickly — she wants it to last, because it’s more pleasurable for her that way. It’s not clear whether they orgasm, but “female rats do what feels good,” a researcher explains. When graduate students stroke female rats’ clitorises (which apparently look like little eraser heads) and then stop, the rats will tug on the students’ sleeves and beg for more. “This,” writes Bergner, “went on and on.” No research yet on how the situation is exacerbated if the female rat has had a really tough week at work.
RAT CLITS ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ WHO KNEW? (via whiskeyandgoatsmilk)
Wow. No God. If mum had lied to me about God, had she also lied to me about Santa? Yes, of course, but who cares? The gifts kept coming. And so did the gifts of my new found atheism. The gifts of truth, science, and nature. The real beauty of this world.
Ricky Gervais, “Why I’m An Athiest”