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@dollarsigned
I simply do not understand how it was humanly possible to make this
i learn how to say “i love you” for the boy down the street and teach it to him. he signs it to his friend. they hold hands at recess.
i am not good at everything. i am rarely good at anything. right now i feel like we are sitting in the middle of a storm and no matter how much bailing i do this boat is still sinking. it’s really overwhelming to be small and have my own problems and also think about how little i can do in the face of the rest of the world’s issues. i donate my pocket money to non-profits and i think: those twenty dollars were my whole week’s food and they are barely a drop in the ocean.
but i learn how to say “it’s okay” in Portuguese because my coworker needs to hear it. i help her wash her shaking hands and whisper it to her. she cries silently, the panicked tears of someone trapped in a new country. if i am saying it wrong she never corrects me.
i hope kindness works like ripples. that the circle expands exponentially. i hope kindness snowballs. i don’t care if it ever comes back to me. in ninth grade we were taught to be the change we wanted to see. i tried that. but i’m just me. i already knew at that age that everything was too big to swallow. that what i wanted to be different need time and power and money.
so i change the little things. i babysit the boy and teach him words i learn on youtube at four in the morning. thank you. you’re welcome. i like you. please. you’re my friend. you’re good and i love you.
yesterday the girl at work slowly stopped crying and then she laughed for the first time in a long time. the sound echoed in the room like lightning. it shot up my spine. she left not quite smiling.
this week i’m eating only what’s left in my cabinet. i chew cereal and watch videos of sign language on repeat. if the universe is listening i want it to only hear good things. i look at myself and my shaky hands and i say: está tudo bem. it’s okay. it’s okay. you’re trying.
me: *stares at dog for 5 mins*
owner: u wanna come pet him
me: who me? sure :)
i love the infinite multiverse theory bc that means there’s a universe where ive pulled every single fire alarm ive ever seen
Artist rendition of Proxima B, in orbit around Proxima Centauri js
smash that mf like for a frosty cold pepsi to fly out of your screen killing you instantly
Tintin remembers what comes after 15.
FUCKING HELL IT’S BACK FROM LAST YEAR
This literally gets reblogged every 15th of the month. It’s almost two years old. It’s beautiful.