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we're not kids anymore.
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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“reblog this if its okay to chat you on tumblr”
— (via es-treibtmichdavon)
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wtf = wanting true friends
“The worst part about anything that’s self destructive is that it’s so intimate. You become so close with your addictions and illnesses that leaving them behind is like killing the part of yourself that taught you how to survive.”
— Lacey L. (via eluciidate)
Pa people!
I need some friends in PA, preferably in the north east. Hmu!!! ☺
A group of rough looking boys walked past me today and all I heard of their conversation was “he’s got that anxiety disorder bro so I went with him so he’d be more comfortable” and it made me realise the world isn’t all that bad
#this is team skull
The pet store I worked at had a pen with rabbits near the front door. On every side of the pen were huge signs saying “You can pet me, but don’t pick me up!” One day two absolutely huge guys came in and one immediately reaches into the pen to grab a rabbit. Before i could say anything his friend grabbed his arm and asked him “did you see the sign?” He said “yeah! it says that you can pick them up but don’t pet them!” Then he went quiet for a moment and softly said “I didn’t read it right did I?” And his friend just puts his arm on his shoulder and said “its ok, i know you’ve got that thing where words get mixed up. Let just pet these cute lil shits” And I still haven’t gotten over that interaction.
I was walking my dog through Boston bc he likes the likes car rides. He’s a little thing tbh we call him short and long. So this huge scary man with a full beard approaches me like “hey can my buddy and I pet your dog? He gets nervous around dogs but your’s is so small I think it’s a good place to start.” Ofc I was like “yes he’s very friendly!” So this guy brings his equally big friend over and they sit on the floor while this man looks terrified of my tiny dog so big man number one asks “can I pick him up?” And i say yes so he picks him up and puts him on man number two’s lap and man number two is abt to freak out and his friend straight up just goes “hey man, it’s okay just relax I’d never let anything hurt you. He’s a good boy.” I’ll never forget it ever bc I know that man looked at me (5'3 , glasses, probably wearing a sweater vest) and my dog (kinda goofy looking little thing) and was like ‘ah yes the two least intimidating living things I’ve seen in Boston all day he’ll feel relaxed around them’ and went out of his way to help his friend. It makes me so happy
A good post, pure.
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can I have these posted right under the politics section in the newspaper? I feel like we need that kinda positivity rn.
one of my favorite couple paragraphs ever written. Ellen Hopkins is everything.
Insults; a Guide.
I do not call you a moron, because that would insult the mentally weak.
I do not call you ugly, because your looks are irrelevant.
I do not call you childish, because children learn from their mistakes.
I do not call you an animal, because animals are true to themselves.
I do not call you a dick or a cunt, because no part of the body can be shameful or disgusting.
I do say that you are a thoughtless being, who wastes the potential with which he was born, a weakling who follows unquestioningly instead of thinking for himself, a selfish, squawking hypocrite, who has lost touch with what it is to be human.
Thus, in the battle of words, as well as the battle of thoughts, I win.