Say it with me:
CPR is not usually effective
BUT
It keeps them alive until paramedics can shock them

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@mutatedfrog
Say it with me:
CPR is not usually effective
BUT
It keeps them alive until paramedics can shock them
I've been thinking a lot about love lately. I was in a relationship where we said those things... but I didn't feel like I was being loved. I ended it because of that. But it's made me think.
It has been a very long time since I have thought I am worthy of being loved, that it is possible for someone to love me. I am not a good person. I'm not even much of a nice person. But I am a loving person. I fall in love with people at the drop of a hat. The cashier who gives me a kind smile, the gentleman who holds the door, the barista who remembers my order. I love others so easily.
When I find myself in a relationship of any kind, romantic, platonic, family, coworker, or fellow commuter, I pour love into them. The man who rides the bus has walked in the rain a few times, I'll give him an umbrella. One of the baristas mentioned a birthday coming up this week, I'll bring a card.
I may be impossibly unlovable but there has to be someone out there who loves like I do, right?
I think my biggest fear is maybe that person doesn't exist. Maybe I'm a fluke, a mistake of nature that I feel so strongly. Maybe no one else can love as fiercely as I do, and I will forever be alone because of it.
At what point is it impossible to be ethical? (Specifics below if needed)
500,000$ or less
600,000$(600 thousand)
750,000$(750 thousand)
1,000,000$(One million)
2,500,000$(2.5 Million)
5,000,000$(5 Million)
10,000,000$(10 million
50,000,000$(50 Million)
100,000,000$(100, Million
500,000,000$ (500 Million)
1,000,000,000+$ (One billion plus)
Having more money I could ever Spend+keeping it, despite starvation, is ethical.
For this poll I would like to specify :
Ethical is to your own definition of how
This is not how much money is made, this is how much you keep for your own purposes
This is referring to the, “There is no ethical way to be a billionaire,” argument.
Money is in USD as that is easiest for me to figure out
If I get enough people voting I’m gonna try to write an argumentative essay about it
Would absolutely love to hear reasoning on this I’ll beg
If you pick last option please make sure to say that you fucking hate the poor to everyone you meet <3
For 500,000 I’d break my ethics. That’s five+ years of a livable income. That’s invaluable to me
I make instagram posts rating books I read and one author BLOCKED me because I said I didn’t care for her book. Not even rude about it, “just not my style,” I wrote psh
I have been fighting with God all day today (it’s only 11:30 and hands have been flying since 8:00)
It started off with not getting any sleep last night. Then I wake up with 10 minutes to get out the door to class. I obviously didn’t make it and was late to my first class. My first class is chemistry and my professor always starts at 8:29. I somehow managed to make the 15 minute drive in 7 minutes (without breaking any laws but physics) and walked into the room at 8:31. My professor hadn’t started class yet! He let us out five minutes early and actually helped me with something I was confused about. He almost never is actually helpful so that was a miracle.
Then I use my break for my next class as I always do, by going to Starbucks for a sandwich and coffee. My sandwich was really hot and I needed to replace the bread on the egg because it was all wonky. I also need to go to the store during my break (which doesn’t usually happen) but as I’m driving from Starbucks to the store, I’m hitting red lights that keep turning green. I was depending on a red light to be able to fix my sandwich. I approach a light and it’s red. I yell “Don’t turn green!” And it immediately turns green. So I yell “Got a sense of humor today!” Because I’m absolutely pissed off at the world with no sleep. Well the cars in front of me take a while to go and I quickly fix my sandwich while waiting. Then the light turns red. Great. There’s the sense of humor again. I don’t need a red light now that I’ve fixed my sandwich!!!!
I make it to the store and have a hell of a time trying to park my car. I get what I need and make it back to class in time to find out what we were going over today is new material that’s actually interesting. And on the way from the store back to campus, I encountered a really unique squirrel I’ve seen before, that is a mottled brown and white.
It’s been a constant tug of war between me being placed in a situation that I’m not happy about and get easily frustrated over, and God saying “Hold on a minute, be a little patient, and I’ll make something good for you.”
While I started the day off in a horrible mood and angry at everyone and everything, I’m slowly getting into a better headspace. And to top it off, every Tuesday and Thursday, when I have classes, I get a “happy day” quote. Today’s is “…prepare your mind to receive the best that life has to offer.” -Ernest Holmes
Went to the doctor today I’m turning 21 in a few and she said it’ll be time to do a pap smear and she showed me how it works and what she does and told me it doesn’t hurt but every time I even think about it I panic I can’t do it I know it’s supposed to be important but I can’t do it it’s too much but I don’t know how to tell her or what she’ll do about it it’s been almost eight years why am I still so affected by it what do I do
Do you have a scar/scars?
Yes i have at least one
No i'm unblemished
Put in the tags how many scars you have and how you got them
This confuses me. People are saying like three or five or whatever. I have an entire grocery list. From top to bottom:
Small one at my hairline from when I bent over into a counter (I use it to part my hair in the same spot every time)
One hidden in my eyebrow from when I bent over into a punk (to light fireworks) when I was little
A little nich taken out of my right ear (not sure how that one happened)
Both ear lobes are scarred from an allergic reaction to earrings
Small scar on my chest from scratching it too much as a kid
Two scars on my chest from kitty claws (my fault)
A little but prominent one right under my boob. I’ve always had it, my parents can’t tell me where I got it from though
Right hip, where I accidentally cut myself pulling my knife out of my waistband
I have needle scarring on the insides of my elbows from so many medical things
Left arm from when I had to keep it wrapped and the medical tape ripped my skin off
Left ring finger from barbecuing chicken legs and I accidentally touched the top rack of the grill
Left hand from something as a kid (don’t remember)
Left wrist where I was trying to fix the fryer where I worked and scraped it against something
Webbing between my right thumb and index from accidentally stabbing myself (that one was embarrassing it happened in the bathroom and I passed out with my pants down)
Left knee I was at macys with my grandmoo and I fell on the escalator. You can still see the long, short, long, short of the escalator teeth from the scar (I think this one is pretty cool)
Right shin from when my first bf threw a music stand at me
Both Achilles from shoes
Top of my left foot by my big toe from when the dog ran over it (right before vacation where we walked everywhere)
Im sure there are more I’m not remembering but I’m currently in public and can’t go looking
Taxidermy ferret slap bracelet
This is edible
If you’re like me, you can’t keep your car clean to save your life. Take a hint: don’t worry about keeping it clean. Let the trash pile up (stick with me here). Whenever you have to get gas, there’re usually trash cans available. While waiting for your tank to fill, collet and throw out all your trash. You’re welcome
You, a supervillain, answer a knock at your door, only to find your superhero nemesis shivering, bleeding, scared, and slightly dazed (as if drugged). They appear to have been assaulted. The hero mumbles “…didn’t know where else to go…” before collapsing into your arms.
I demand a mafia romance where the lady gets sick, like the flu or whatever, and he takes care of her
IT’S HALLOWEEN TIME TO GET SPOOKY
I T S T H E M I D D L E O F J U N E
I T I S H A L L O W E E N T I M E T O G E T S P O O K Y
ok who the fuck got this on my dash it’s still june
get spooky
how does this appear every june
happy halloween :)
J U N E
June yet again
Me: *Removes my cat from my lap to do something else.*
My cat: Father is...evil? Father is unyielding? Father is incapable of love? I am running away. I am packing my little rucksack and going out to explore the world as a lone vagabond. I can no longer thrive in this household.
The spiritual successor to Miette
Might I also add
May i add the piece from artist Verbal Vomit
Glad to see we’re all in agreement that cats talk like disparaged victorian children
I am so incredibly glad we finally moved on from "i can has". Cats are clearly smart enough for advanced sentence structure and dumb enough to draw entirely incorrect conclusions about what they're talking about.
My cat, banging the cabnet door over and over and over: bang bang bang
Me: you will not earn what you desire by banging the cabinet door.
My cat: This is a test of wills, is it not? We shall see if your ability to put up with my incessant banging outlasts my eternal lust for snackie treats. Years of conditioning have hardened me for this purpose. bang bang bang
Me: ksst!
My cat, throwing herself to the ground like she's been shot: Oh! Oh I have been assailed in my own home! Have mercy, have pity! Surely in the cruel darkness of your heart there is some mote of goodness that might stay your hand! Do not strike me, I pray you!
Me: ok
My cat, after waiting about 3 minutes: bang bang bang
Can haz snackytreat
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I’m not sure why I actually did this but here you go. XD
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hey everyone should go click on and expand my new header image Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
Did me dirty here
I get the crisscross part. It makes sense. But where the hell did applesauce come from?
You don’t realize how many hiding spots there are in your car until the spider disappears