ok universe, i’m ready to feel good things. make me feel good things.
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ok universe, i’m ready to feel good things. make me feel good things.
whenever i post this it works reblog if u want to feel good things & the universe will bring u something sweet
when i woke up this morning, my first thought was ‘no one visits my grave anymore’ and i was really sad for a few minutes so i lay on my bed with my eyes shut and then all of a sudden i opened my eyes and was like ‘wait i don’t have a grave what the fuck’
you were possessed
find the spirit that possessed you and visit their grave you jackass
me : im gonna be productive today ! I’m gonna get some work done and clean up , maybe go out-
my brain :
Me: oh oops I almost drank my paint water lmao
The pretentious man writing my life: this is what drove him crazy about her, her wildness, her insanity. One moment she was peaceful, the artist in her nest - the next, she dived into chaos, dined on it, challenged it. Just when he thought he understood her, she moved to again rewrite her definition, always unknowable, always glittering like the ocean, hinting at a story yet untold, laughing at a joke not meant for him, her eyes twinkling with secrets and humor and the otherworldly feminine. She was surrounded by color, loved it so much she tried to pour it inside of her, tried to poison herself with it, tried to paint even her organs. He wanted to kiss her, to entangle that art into his own skin - but the moment was passed. She was again order, peace. The chaos ceased. He didn’t even get to touch her boobies.
does anyone else constantly get the feeling that you’re running out of time?? and for no reason!! i could be lying in bed in the middle of summer vacation and my mind is like “hurry up!!! before it’s too late!!!” and i’m just like “hurry up and do what?? leave me alone wtf!!!”
The year is 2018. Your bills are on autopay. You just got paid and you still have $1200 from the last check. When you want something, you buy it without moving money around. Your credit cards are paid off. You and your friends have 2 international trips planned and paid for this year. Your parents are in great health and you’re able to help if they need anything. You love your job. Your desired creative career is falling into place and you get to take your little cousins to Six Flags and Universal Studios over the Summer. Your relationships are healthy and supportive. All of the toxic energy from the past 6 years is gone. You going to concerts, eating good across the states and your crib has art and warmth throughout. 2018 is going to be so good to you.
Blessings! Blessings!
rick and morty fans wasting full tanks of gas going on these epic pilgrimages to McDonalds so that they can get specially branded promotional packets of sauce and then rioting when they couldn’t get it is just overwhelming to think about.
if they wanted to try szechuan sauce they could have just bought it at like, walmart. or made it themselves. but no. they drove miles upon miles to special mcdonalds to get a taste of this meme condiment, because justin roiland made a joke about it in his cartoon show about a man farting in space.
for some reason, this makes me feel sorry for my mom. she raised me as best she could, but there’s no way she could have prepared me to live in a world where shit like this is a regular occurrence. nazis are running around. grown men who think they’re smart for liking a cartoon are knocking over mcdonalds because they dont have meme sauces. a cartoon supervillain is the president. she couldn’t have known. nobody could have known it would be like this. every day is a trial.
Me: *starts thinking about the past*
Brain: hoe don't do it
Me: *remembers every mistake I made in my entire life*
Brain: oh my god
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One of the most frustrating things is that nobody teaches you how to be disabled.
Everybody teaches you how to try to get better, how to blend in, how to be as normal as possible and “lead a fulfilling life.”
But nobody says the important shit.
There is no
“Hey, fuck, you’re in a wheelchair and that just sucks balls, but you know what? You gotta fucking do it so here’s some things to make life easier.”
Or “Here’s your new cane! Congrats! Here’s how you use it. Stairs might fuck you up at first but let me show you how to make it easier.”
Or “Hey, you’re autistic, that’s cool. Let me know how I can help as your friend/family. I care.”
No one teaches you, actually teaches you about how to deal with daily life moving forward.
Once you’re disabled, once people know or once you’re injured or sick or diagnosed or whatever,
it’s all about pushing to get out of the chair, to stop using the cane, to blend in.
There is no help to accept your disability and move on with life working with it.
It’s always a push to work against it in every way possible and that makes it even more exhausting.
God, this! It’s always about trying to ignoring and deny our disability or giving up on us completely.
It’s like disability is the ultimate failure, even if they won’t say it.
No one tells you how to make accommodations or what accessibility problems you’ll face.
Disabled people can have quality lives.
But our lives are going to be different from abled people’s.
Our health is going to be different. And so should our healthcare.
But instead we are given the same treatment tailored to abled people, and that means it is going to fail us in so many ways.
This is also why “cure” culture bothers me.
Because if there’s no cure, doctors give up. It’s like no cure = no available treatment, because why try if we can’t get you back to abled standards?
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So. Much. This.
fuck this is so relatable right now
this is why knowing other disabled folk is sooo important
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