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@majesticalesi
Reblog if it’s ok for people to give you $599.99
but I always thought you were cool
Selling feet pics if anyone’s interested 🦶🏻
I’m reblogging this here because I’ve seen that quote from Maya Angelou floating around Writeblr and while it is a cool quote, it doesn’t mean what y'all think it means. The context is incredibly important. It’s not about fantasy stories and unfinished novels, it’s about overcoming trauma and fighting back against toxic beliefs.
by Roberto Ferri
@echozzz12/instagram
it’s so difficult not being able to use milennial humor in a corporate setting. like i made a mistake today and i wanted to tell my supervisor it’s because i suffer from Dumb Bitch Disease, but do you think that would fly?? fuck no. i gotta say shit like, “sorry for the misunderstanding!” i can’t wait till the workforce is made up entirely of millennials and i can say “sorry i drank idiot juice for breakfast this morning” and my coworkers will be like “oh worm.”
“I love you louder than your demons can scream.”
— Anonymous, “Abandoned Love Letters” (via wnq-writers)
I’m cackling this is so fucking funny
I can’t
OMFG
This breed of sheep is the Fat Tailed Han. I’ve never seen them MOVE though
If even pain does not exist except in comparison, then how far down does comparison go?
Or what if pain and only pain can be alone?
— Rae Armantrout, from “Openings,” Wobble