Sometimes you’re sitting on the couch about to snuggle up and watch a flick when BAM! A craving hits. Your eyes see chocolate, and your baking skills… well they could use a lesson or an entire fire hall. It is moments like this that inspired me to create this super easy super yummy…
The world will continue to move whether you decide to join in or not. Smile, You’re Beautiful!
The world will continue to move whether you decide to join in or not. Smile, You’re Beautiful!
Sometimes you’re sitting on the couch about to snuggle up and watch a flick when BAM! A craving hits. Your eyes see chocolate, and your baking skills… well they could use a lesson or an entire fire hall. It is moments like this that inspired me to create this super easy super yummy Raw Brownie Recipe. I hope you love it as much as I do and feel free to make it your own! Throw in some almonds or coconut. Top it with vegan caramel and chocolate chips!
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The little tramp, Charlie Chaplin. Making viewers smile and laugh with a clumsy disposition and a funny walk for years to come. What a genius.
Children laugh about 400 times a day, adults laugh less than 10. There is something wrong with this ratio. Imagine living in a world where every person, big or small, child or adult laughed an average of 400 times a day. Wouldn’t that be a wonderful place to live?
Take some time today to stop and laugh. Take some time to think about something funny a loved one did, a childhood memory of your most infamous prank, or simply Google a cat video. Whatever it is that makes you smile. Stop and spend some time doing that today. See what happens to those around you when you begin an impromptu laughing fit… are they laughing at you? Maybe… But they are laughing so your job here is complete.
By: Ryan O’Connell
Published on Thought Catalog
1. It is possible to occasionally sleep with your friend without it turning into some big ol’ thing. Why is there such intense debate about this? Why did Hollywood have to poop out two identical movies that explore this STRANGE and TWISTED phenomenon known as, “friends with benefits”? “OMG,” a fearful woman screams. “Is it true? Can you REALLY sleep with someone and not want to have 10,000 of their babies afterwards?” Yes. Friend sex is tricky but it can work on a case by case basis. I would just advise that the person you’re boning not be your best friend and that you only have sex sporadically. There. Bingo. Now you can sleep with most of your friends!
2. Sex isn’t always hot. Sometimes it’s sad and sometimes it’s angry and sometimes it’s embarrassing. Sex comes in a variety of flavors and “hot porn sex” is just one of the things that’s on the menu. To be honest, messy sex is often more interesting than garden-variety porn sex. It’s easy to emulate what you’ve seen on TV. The real challenge comes from making sex personal and uNiQuE to the individual.
3. Sometimes you will feel overwhelmed with emotion and want to cry during sex. That’s okay. You’re not crazy. There’s just a dick inside of you. We’ve all been there.
4. There are certain sexual experiences that leave a nasty mark and, in most cases, the mark doesn’t go away until you sleep with someone else. The best cure for a bad sexual experience is a good one.
5. People don’t always get more interesting when their clothes are off. They don’t magically become nicer or more understanding. Sometimes a person is actually the worst version of themselves when they’re naked.
6. More people would like to have sex with you than you might think. If you’re ever in doubt, you should just assume that someone would be okay with seeing you naked.
7. While it can be good to take a break from sex, don’t be gone too long. Otherwise, you risk becoming legitimately terrified of sex. The thought of experiencing that kind of intimacy with someone is, all of a sudden, totally bone-chilling and you can’t remember how you ever did it. And that, my friends, is how six months of celibacy can quickly turn into two years.
8. Sex is the reason why you’re taking a cab to this douchebag’s apartment at 4 a.m. Sex is the reason why you bought those $200 jeans. Sex is the reason why you ordered a salad instead of a burger. Sex is the reason why you’re still dating this person, even though you know you’ll never be able to love them. See that? Therein lies the difference between sex and love. Sex drags things out that should’ve been dead a long time ago. Love, on the other hand, kills everything quickly.
9. It is possible to have really good sex with someone, love who they are, get along with them during daylight hours, and still never want to date them.
10. The person you lost your virginity to won’t always mean something to you. And that’s fine. They really don’t need to matter. Their one job is to make you not a virgin anymore and then send you on your merry way.
Read more at http://thoughtcatalog.com/2012/10-things-no-one-tells-you-about-sex/#Q02sVto33RHiMRzK.99
This week I filmed a few Edgy Veg shows with Michael Nussbacher ( co-founder of epilogger). An evening full of onion brutality, watching the rise of seitan, sacrificial wine and absinthe. Oh, and cooking. Between our slurring words we did manage to do some cooking as well. Stayed tuned to find out how YOU can make a carnivore approved Vegan Philly Cheese Steak with a side of Mac and Cheese.
Isn’t it the truth!?
This is making me laugh so hard! I love people that do this stuff just because they can!!!!
Okay, what will my youtube contribution be? It has to top this dude!
You forget your friends
It’s not nice to play favorites and the same rule goes for friends. Sure you now have this lovely, wonderful, awesome, being in your life that you are allowed to hump, but don’t forget your non-hump-able friends. You had a life before you met this person and should continue to have one now that you are dating. Check in with your friends, hang out with them (no texting does not count as a hangout), and get into trouble like you used to. That penis will still be waiting to be inside you when you get home.
You eat like Shrek
Now that you are in a relationship, you find yourself eating all the fucking time. Like even when you are not hungry you are eating. Why the hell does this happen? More date nights? No, not necessarily. Comfort? Maybe, but really that more applies to your unshaven legs… we will get to that later. For some reason we as people just LOVE to feed the ones we love. It’s weird, but whatever. Wanna split nachos?
You get lazy
I don’t need to impress anyone; I don’t have to shave my legs or shower… Yes, Yes you fucking do! Look at your damn self, have some pride. You can’t walk around like some cavewoman just because you have someone that loves you. Especially if you are insisting that you can eat whatever you please. No one wants to date, or be friends with a Sasquatch Ogre.
You become stupid
Love can cause otherwise smart people to become completely oblivious to any flaws and act like a social R-tard. I myself have caught myself reduced to a 60 IQ and robbed of my personality…
You tolerate vanilla sex
We all get lazy, and tired. But I shouldn’t be a routine. Keep things exciting in the bedroom and explore your lover’s body, every single inch. Meeeee Owwwww.
You tell everyone about your “other- half”
Your friends do genuinely give a shit about your relationship, but they do not give a shit about every small intimate coma-inducing detail of it. Keep his cute faces and wacky love of Saturday morning cartoons to yourself.
You give up dreams and goals
Don’t fucking do this shit. A relationship does not make you one person. You do not become one… even in marriage you should not become one. Sure one house, one bathroom, one bed, but not one personality or one dream. Support their dream, but continue to pursue your own as well! If you want to be a flying ninja in a cat suit at night they should be supportive of your nun-chuck lessons and sporadic meowing… It’s just who you are.
You become a jealous freak
The insecurity will shock you and you will do weird, horribly wacky and insane things. You will probably claim to have blacked out because you’ll have had no idea you had the capacity to become such a monster.
Being Awesome Takes Practice
The most important thing in life is to be yourself.
There comes a point in every single girl’s life when she finds herself having to use the loo in a man’s apartment. Leading up to this horrifying act was a series of drinks or dinners (or maybe not, Trampy McTramperson) where you could politely and discreetly excuse, and relieve yourself in peace. Free of worry, judgement or running water. But now you find yourself standing in the cold, empty bathroom trying to figure out just how well he can hear you doing the devils business.
At this point you are desperate. You have been holding your full bladder for at least 2 hours, having that inner battle with yourself, “You’re fine, you do not need to pee, just hold it and it will go away…” Well I have news for you it won’t go away, and holding it can result in chaos if the situation is not carefully assessed. You never know when you’re about to laugh uncontrollably or may find yourself in a tickle war, or worse you slip and fall… trust me. So here you are.
You look down at the turned up toilet seat. You wince and reach out to set it down. You stare, but then decide to check out your surroundings, a blue shower curtain, little to no product, small bits of freshly shaven hair scattered around the sink. You can tell he tried to clean it, but some spots were missed. You look back at the bathroom door; it feels paper thin at this point. You find yourself tip toeing around the bathroom look for anything to muffle the sound a bit.
Like some teen smoking pot in their dorm room, you shove a towel in the crack at the bottom of the door. Hmm that sound help, you look proudly towards the proof of your problem solving skills. That should do it! You head back to the toilet, and start unrolling the toilet paper, and piling it in the toilet bowl, creating a small barrier between your urine and the water. There! Now he won’t hear that embarrassing tinkle… You sit down and after 5 yoga breaths you start to pee, slowly, barely… and just as you are about to let go, you remember the sink. Running water!! You stop immediately and turn on the water full force. Awkwardly you hop back to the toilet, panties around your ankles, and pee in peace—kind of.
You push and push realizing that you’ve been in this bathroom for a bit longer than you anticipated. A quick flush, wash of the hands. and touch up of make up, you proudly, but gracefully prance back into his gaze, an extra hop in your step. You did it…
He smiles, and you smile back. But what you may not realize is that he is laughing inside. While you were away for 20 minutes trying to figure how to muffle the sound of your pee, he firmly believes the only reason anyone would take so long in a bathroom is because you needed to take a great… big…dump.
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It’s hotter than high noon in death valley. But I’m not complaining! No, we experience 8 months of horrifically cold, snow and slush and ice , and having to wear layer upon layer. I doooo not complain about a little bit on heat. Instead, I prance my sweaty blonde self to anything cold, spraying water. Today that happened to be a sprinkler… in a water park… for small children.
Most parents were shocked to see a full grown woman prancing around amongst the kids I’m sure… But I was hot and there was water, so pooh pooh on their judgmental looks! Who gives a shit what people deem as normal behavior… it’s 36 degrees out!!!! So go, stand under anything with cold running water. Fountain, sprinkler, kiddie pool… get that ass wet.
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I have a bone to pick with your boner. Yes that organ that you believe you can just whip out, and send girls falling to their knees. That small head that although anatomically impossible, seems to have more influence over your behaviour than your actual brain. Can’t I just be your friend without having you force your tongue down my throat or shove your dick in my face? Why can’t I just sit and drink my sangria and chat with you, then take a delightfully intoxicated walk home?
NOPE, the answer is no, men and women cannot just be friends. Well, they can… But they simply cannot be left alone, unless both of you are attached and you’re shopping for the one of your significant other’s ring…
If he is your friend, your life long pal, the big bro you never had, or who you turn to for relationship advice, guess what? He wants to fuck you. Well, unless you’re a Shrek, then he really just loves staring at your ass, or your tits; whatever feature on you is appealing to him. He’s a dude, it’s not his fault… blame his penis.
In the majority of opposite-sex friendships there’s at least a low level of attraction. And if it’s coming more from one friend than the other, it’s probably the guy. Let’s face it, he has many friends, he probably doesn’t need another, and if he does… I am sure he doesn’t need it to be a chick. There are two main differences between you and his guy pals. 1) You are far less interesting to be around 2) He can’t sleep with his man pals, no matter how deep the bromance. Put two and two together… it’s only a matter of time before you bump uglies.
So, ladies would you stop trying to be friends with men, then getting upset when they make a move on you?
Don’t believe me? Here’s proof, it’s hilarious to see the distinction between the sexes. Except that we (women) look like clueless assholes…
You are sick and tired of spending hours on end making yourself look good to the opposite sex. We live in a superficial society, and you refuse to be a part of it. If the person you are having dinner with cannot accept you at your worst, why should they get to enjoy you at your best? So don’t be that girl that tries to dazzle her man with a glittery first impression. No, do the opposite. Show up in an old T-shirt and cutoff jeans. Oh and forgo the shower and makeup, if he’s a genuine guy he will see past your smelly pits and raccoon eyes, and will be immediately swept away by your awesome personality.
Bring Your Family Along
They always say, date someone you family will approve of. So what better way to see if he is even worth it than having him meet your parents, siblings, aunts, uncles, cousins – as many as you can gather, on the first date! You will all be able to figure out how you feel about this potential new member of the family immediately! You can even turn it in to a fun game by providing everyone with a scorecard.
Ask Intensely Personal Questions
Having trouble getting the conversation jumpstarted again after discussing you father IBS with your date? Get to the heart of who or she is. You could, for example, begin by saying “Why did your last relationship end? Is your ex better looking than me?” “What was your morning poop like today?” You have to make sure your potential husband is eating a healthy high fiber diet…
Order the Most Expensive Items on the Menu
Though it might seem rude, it is important to keep in mind the first date is a special occasion. He is lucky that he is even out with you tonight. Imagine how much better the story will be for your children when you tell them that their daddy spent his whole paycheck on wooing their mother. And NEVER skip dessert. In fact, have two or three of them.
Be REALLLLLLLY Honest
Tell this potential husband all about your ticking biological clock. I am sure he wants to know every detail associated with your aging eggs and extreme need for 2.3 kids and a dog in the next 5 years. Be as desperate as possible, it’s hot.
The First Kiss
Anyone who has ever dated knows that the first kiss the worst part of a date. Neither of you has any idea what the other person likes, so it almost always ends up being a train wreck. So go ahead, go in for the kill like a shark in blood filled water. Lick that dudes face, and pinch his ass while your ate it. Nothing screams I’m desperate like maul in the first 3 hours you’ve known the dude.
For me, going vegan 2 years ago was a not easy. When true foodies tell me their transition to veganism was easy breezey, my immediate thought is LIAR! There is no way you gave up Brie, and milk chocolate and croissants over night! And if they insist that they did I feel a sudden urge to bitch slap the individual! I spent hours hiding food, and eating certain obscene amounts of pizza when I thought no one was looking. The truth was, no one gave a shit how I ate– I needed to give shit…
During my transition I spent a lot of time hiding in my bedroom with a brick of cheese I had purchased earlier that day. Guilt circled my brain as the cheese entered my mouth. It was an interesting time in my life where I could relate to the crack head that greets me every morning. You don’t know why you do it… but when you do, it feels AWESOME, for like 5 mins… then guilt sets in, and you feel defeated. It was one lonely evening after finishing a plate of brie and red pepper jelly that I realized; I had an addiction to food. At this point in my early adulthood, life without cheese and chocolate was not a life worth living.
Was going the vegan the best decision I ever made? Yes! It changed my life, but it was by no means an easy feat. Because I grew up in a vegetarian household; I never enjoyed the taste of meat. I had ditched it years earlier in favor of side dishes smothered in dairy and garlic. After reading about the incredible health benefits of a plant-based diet, along with the environmental and ethical atrocities that come with the production of animal based foods, I declared myself a vegan and only looked back once or twice.
I was sold sure, but I dabbled once in a while. It was not until I saw the benefits of this diet show up on my physical body that I decided. That’s it, I am committed to this. My skin became more radiant and clear, my energy levels are soaring, and I feel mental clarity for the first time in my life. I never want this to go away! Do I drink a little too much sometimes? 100%, but we all have our vices, and everything in moderation is acceptable. However, when you have 4 or 5 of them it is no longer a guilty pleasure, it is a bad habit of a lifestyle you are struggling with. Once I removed the cheese and the butter from my diet, I no longer craved it. After 40 days completely dairy free, the act of putting said item in my mouth grossed the hell out of me. I now know that if I eat dairy the devil himself will exit my body in the least flattering way possible. I also know that after I eat that refined sugar I will have a headache the size of china, so I choose to not do it. This was the start, the obsession, the method behind my madness. We choose how we feel.
Making any change in your life is a struggle; but I promise you, that it is worth it. At the risk of sounding like a corny cliché; you are able to do what you put your mind to, but you have to want it. You have to commit and face it head on, much like quitting smoking, or getting up early. There is no snooze button on your life. Health doesn’t care how many times you delay your alarm clock. When cancer and heart attack knocks on your door you can’t say, Well I was going to be healthy, but I had this thing and I was going to wait until tomorrow. It does not work like that. So do something for yourself today! Even if it means that for just one week you will get out of bed before 11 o clock. Challenge yourself!
Once you know how good you can feel, you will never want to go back to the way you felt before.
You were thinking it….
If you cannot be a poet, be the poem. ~David Carradine