Ass grabbing is a relationship priority
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Ass grabbing is a relationship priority
Y’all, rich people tip like shit
I pull up at this nice ass house, I’m walking to the door as the woman pulls in her driveway so the pizza is definitely not late.
I’m all smiley and courteous and shit, she tipped me $1 on a $51 bill.
The next house I have is in a lower class neighborhood, she tips me $4.00 on a $14 bill.
rich people don’t value yr labor at all
This has ALWAYS been my experience in food service. Rich people tip like shit because they feel your job isn’t a ‘real’ job. They’re used to being serviced so they don’t appreciate hard labor. It’s so gross. And poorer people always tip nice because…well the opposite reason.
"The universe means nothing to me without your eyes being the first stars I see."
I almost turned back around mid-moving on and I almost decided healing wasn’t worth it after all. I almost pulled that small war out of the drain I washed it down just so I could have something to fight for again. It doesn’t work like that. You can’t become brave just to decide you weren’t made for it. Because what else were you made for? You loved someone until you weren’t a coward anymore and you never learned how to stop. You danced at the wrong parties and kissed mouths that couldn’t swallow down your Friday night blues the right way. You told forgiveness you were sorry, and it never bothered calling back. Maybe we were all made for more than this. Maybe there’s still time to change the punchline until it turns into one that won’t knock us down. You’re nodding your head, but you’re not changing your mind the way you should be. Here’s to a revolution. May we be brave enough for it. May it be ready for us.
Y.Z, quietly brave (via rustyvoices)
My father broke my heart long before any boy had the chance to.
(via herzmasochismus)
Something that I and other people deal with. All I can do is ask for forgiveness and try harder to not let my problems make relationships unbearable to be with.
"If people sat outside and looked at the stars each night, I bet they’d live a lot differently. When you look into infinity, you realize there are more important things than what people do all day."
Calvin and Hobbes (via quotestuff)
recovery is a funny fucking thing because just when you think that the storm has passed, there’s that one little raindrop can trigger a hurricane that leaves a disaster zone in it’s wake.
he called me fat, and now all I can think of are calories, thigh gaps, and how to avoid eating every meal. a.a.a. (via affairedecoeur)
Does anyone else reply to a text mentally but not physically then forgets to actually reply all together or is that just me
I was yours, you weren’t mine.
a six word story by unknown (via just-six)
I’ve seen enough movies To know this is ending There a few sad songs That will express this better But this is good bye
Enough years have passed That this was a waste of time I’m sorry you wasted mine As I’ve grown, we did apart I’m sorry that I fought so hard No matter what I said At...
Here we are again, another night, we're falling apart. You're holding a knife, but instead of my back, you've stabbed my heart.
"Him" -R.H. (TheGirlYouHeardAbout)
"I never want to lose you," I whispered, With tears in my eyes "You never have to," He replied, His voice thick with lies.
"The night things changed" -R.H. (TheGirlYouHeardAbout)
So here’s what you’re gonna do. You’re gonna wake up, listen to the birds outside, and pull out a fresh canvas. You’re going to turn off all contact to social media, and you’re going to paint. You’re not going to talk to anyone, and you’re going to paint. Paint until your fucking hands fall off. Paint until you have nothing left inside your head to spill onto the canvas. Only then will you find the answers you have been looking for.
(via ohaicrystal)
It was not enough to be the last guy she kissed. I wanted to be the last one she loved. And I knew I wasn’t. I knew it, and I hated her for it. I hated her for not caring about me. I hated her for leaving that night, and I hated myself, too, not only because I let her go but because if I had been enough for her, she wouldn’t have even wanted to leave. She would have just lain with me and talked and cried, and I would have listened and kissed at her tears as they pooled in her eyes.
John Green, Looking For Alaska (via hazwaters)
If your compassion does not include yourself, it is incomplete.
Gautama Buddha (via purplebuddhaproject)
Cutest thing ever: When people get really excited about something and end up rambling all about it. You can see how much passion they have for it and it's just the most adorable thing ever