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[thelovejournals]

Loving someone should be hard and active, not easy and passive. When you sign up to actually love people – no fakers allowed – then you sign up for a life of runny noses, awkward car rides, hugs that last too long, pauses that demand no noise, and admitting you were wrong. If you want to actually love people then you have to be willing to be wrong. Love is forgiveness. And it’s atonement. And it’s basically like putting your soul in a washing machine – it’s not some gentle cycle, it’s a fierce whipping that rings you out good. It makes the stains fade. Best of all, it fills the holes.

Hannah Brencher (via thelovejournals)

[themindmovement]

I like to make people a little uncomfortable. It encourages them to examine who they are and why they think the way they do.

Sally Mann (via themindmovement)

[just-shower-thoughts]

Children swear all the time. Adults swear all the time. However, mix these two groups, and suddenly everyone pretends swearing is awful and they would never ever do such thing.

[trashangel-dee]

Sometimes, in an emergency, you gotta go out in style

[joyceanfartboner-deactivated202]

not everything is about you

that’s fucked up and i refuse to believe it

[angrybisexuals]

[wordsnquotes]

I don’t pretend to be wise, but I am observing, and I see a great deal more than you’d imagine. I’m interested in other people’s experiences and inconsistencies, and…I remember and use them for my own benefit.

Louisa May Alcott, Little Women (via wordsnquotes)

[culturenlifestyle]

Magnificent Eerie Illustrations by Andy Oehoe

Pennsylvania-based artist Andy Oehoe creates dreamy, macabre landscapes, which intertwine the mystery of nature with whimsical creatures. The surreal quality of his paintings reveal the paradoxical relationship between fantasy, romanticism and darkness. The dreamy and foggy hues create an alternate universe where illusory figures reside. You can find his work in his Etsy shop.

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[ineverhavenightmares]

here’s the statement from the army 

[just-shower-thoughts]

Fifteen year olds on summer vacation are probably the least stressed they will be until they’re retired.

[blahadious-deactivated20140515]

Or a playstation or a flat screen TV or a newer car, etc and etc. I know people that work under the table for half their pay and get paid on the books for the rest and collect welfare. I know of drug dealers that collect for tax purposes even though they pull in thousands of untaxed money each month dealing. Tell me how I am not supposed to be upset with these people like I am with greedy corporate cronies? I’m not heartless. These people are selfish and unethical.

[getoutofthewelfaretag]

Except not everyone who has nice things is automatically cheating the system. People are given things as gifts. People buy things and THEN qualify for assistance. People save up for nice things. You can’t assume what someone’s situation is just by what they own.

[blissy-leaves]

We were eating only donated Panera bread, rice, and turnips. My father was sneaking to the various blood banks in town to sell his plasma at twice the rate they allow. My mother was dying due to not having her medicine, which cost well over $1,200 a month after insurance. My autistic baby brother wanted to do something nice for me. He worked for months making custom art pieces to sell. He worked up courage despite crippling social anxiety and speech problems to ask the neighbors if he could do chores for them to earn more money - raking the yard, helping clean their house, walking their dogs. For nine months he carefully hoarded his money in a jar in his bedroom. He counted it every single night and compared it to the cost of what he wanted to get for me for Christmas. Finally he had enough. He bought me a DS Lite and a pokemon game. He was so happy. Until one of our neighbors, a highly conservative jackass, saw me with it outside a couple weeks later. My brother was with me. The neighbor stormed up and became screaming at us, a pair of teenagers, over how we could be so selfish to spend money on “electronic shit” when we were a family on food stamps. Spittle flying from his lips, cuss words every other second, rage radiating off of him so violently that our father came running out of the house - at a limp, since his spine is broken, which causes him horrific daily pain beyond what I can imagine - to protect us. My brother was never the same again. There is no happy ending here. That episode in his life changed him permanently and for the past seven years he has almost never left his room and never gone to a friend’s house. He is terrified of the neighbors and believes he is a bad person. Because of fucking people like you OP. Because of fuckers who believe that they know what life is like for everyone and have a right to judge. So fuck you OP. If you know drug dealers, report them, go on and put your ass on the line then. But for fuck’s sake don’t you dare thing you understand what goes on in the life of the people who live in never-ending, grinding poverty. Because you have *no fucking clue* what goes on in the detailed lives of others. You want to talk selfish? Look in the fucking mirror.

[3rdeyekiss-deactivated20200117]

This is an important post.

[bluemoon-glen]

that time Bill O Reily was shocked and appalled that poor people could afford *gasp* A TV AND A FRIDGE IN THEIR APT? and went on a rant saying these ppl shouldn’t be on welfare because they have a plasma tv and fridge because obviously poor people need to not have tvs and fridge because poor ppl should be storing their food underground in holes and draw on walls with stones and sticks for entertainment.

[seananmcguire]

When I was a child on welfare, eating rotten lunch meat, walking in shoes with cardboard in the bottoms to cover the holes, I had an extensive collection of My Little Ponies.  Not “one or two horses”; over three hundred, all told, and almost all the major playsets.  Maybe, oh, 10% of the total came from my mother, over the course of the eight years I spent collecting and living with her.  The rest were gifts from family members who didn’t know about our situation, but knew from Gramma’s chatty “everything is fine” letters that I loved My Little Pony.  They were from the charity groups that let you sign up and specify what your children wanted for Christmas.  They were from me saving every penny I found on the street.  They were from favorite teachers who knew how poor we were, who wanted me to have birthday happiness.  We’re talking thousands of dollars of plastic horses, almost none of which took a dime from Mom’s budget.  And the ones that did?  She was a mother trying not to break her daughter’s heart.

Every time someone yelled at us because poor people shouldn’t have nice things, we all died a little inside, and I clutched my horses even harder.  I needed something bright and beautiful in the world, to make up for the roaches in the walls and the mold growing on the butter.

Unless you’re someone’s accountant, you don’t know where they’re putting their money, and it’s not your place to judge.

[intrepidheroine]

Reblogged for the comments.

[thisloveisglowing]

[bob-belcher]

Eva Longoria is everything

[dabeatnik]

Yet she can’t even speak Spanish 😂😅😂😅😂

That’s pride alright lmfao

She don’t have to, but don’t talk all that shit if you don’t even learn your own culture #lame

[burgertv]

you were saying @dabeatnik???

[doiseecol0r]

who gives a fuck if she speaks spanish or not tho, doesnt discredit her?

[cultivationofmysoul]

^^^^^^^

[be-blackstar]

Jesus

[tashabilities]

ALSO, let’s talk about how Hispanic Latino parents often encourage their kids to speak English and NOT speak Spanish, even at home, because of RACISM,  Because they wanted the supposed new opportunities for their kids that knowing english would bring. So judging her for not speaking Spanish is a judgement on her parents, really, and when you didn’t live their life as people who had a white supremacist border crossed on them and their land, you can’t judge tthem!

[pinkcheesegreenghost-deactivate]

We didn’t cross the border, the border crossed us.

[perksofbeingafanboy]

Last week, I was in a drugstore, and I saw these glasses. Four dollars. And it only cost me $7 to recreate the rest of the ensemble, and that is a grand total of $11. You know what? Imitation is the most sincere form of flattery. So I thank you. [Jim takes a bobblehead doll out of his suitcase and sets it on his desk] Identity theft is not a joke, Jim! Millions of families suffer every year!

[libertariantimes]

Something good in this world…

[wordsnquotes]

Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It’s the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.

Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum (via wordsnquotes)

[missfushi-deactivated20210805]

I hate this article. Very much. She says the good old days were when nerds stayed indoors. That is offensive and disgusts me.

Signal boost: Pokemon Go is getting people out of their homes. Ladies, if a man respectfully interacts with you please don’t be mean to him. If he is rude, obviously unleash the fury of hell but if he is a nice guy, please don’t be cruel. Guys, read the body signals of the girls you see out and about playing Pokemon. If a girl is bent over with headphones in please leave her be. But if she is bright eyed and smiling and you catch eyes, maybe go say hello. Be safe and smart but also be kind to others. ❤️💜💙☺️

[the-autumn-soldier-barnes]