It's gonna hurt when it heals, too

I've been in a bit of a funk lately, as some of you noticed. I'm sorry if I've been a downer.

This post is both to expose those two people who haven't discovered Leona Lewis to her infinite talent and beauty, and to express my new plan for dealing with the crap of the world. It will all get better in time. Isn't that a nice message? I think so. People hurt us, we feel wounded, we move on, and we grow stronger. Doesn't mean we have to forget, and it doesn't mean that it won't still hurt, it just means that we can get through it.

I like that message. So I thought I would share it with all my lovely friends. And to the people who have hurt me, were they ever to read this: You hurt me, and I may not forget or forgive, but I'm going to survive. I'm like Gloria Gaynor with blonde hair.

I should be asleep as I am supposed to be up for a 7AM bus to New York tomorrow. But I couldn't sleep and have been YouTube browsing. Clearly. Another gem with a great message:


Little gay boys deserve planets full of unicorns. And boobs like Tyra's.