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Robin Hood restaurant in Madrid, Spain, isn’t your average restaurant. Sure, it may be your average restaurant for breakfast and lunch daily but during evenings, the restaurant closes to regular paying customers and only caters to the homeless. Owned by 80-year-old Rev. Angel Garcia Rodriguez, the restaurant serves restaurant-quality meals to those who are down on their luck. “To get served by a waiter wearing a nice uniform and to eat with proper cutlery rather than a plastic fork, is what gives you back some dignity,” he said.

“It’s just hard to believe I get to sit and eat here without paying any money whatsoever. You reach a point when something like this just makes you feel incredible,” said Gian Parlafes, a guest at the restaurant. For regular paying customers, it can be quite difficult to get a table booking because of how popular it has become. Not only are the paying customers getting a wonderful meal but they’re also giving back something to the community.

catchymemes

mamadivaa

Who recorded me w/o my permission

uxarieus

Do you know what I love? How closely nature is linked with mentality. A walk in the woods can calm anxiety, sitting and dropping stones into a lake can ease anger, even taking time to pot some plants and look after them can keep my mind occupied from dissociation. It’s like the earth is the oldest psychiatrist of all, and it is always there to talk to, giving me a constant free prescription. Isn’t that beautiful

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morbidology

On the 16th of July, 2015, Guatemalan schoolboy, 12-year-old Angel Ariel Escalante Perez, was walking home from school when he was ambushed by a group of gang members. They grabbed the young boy and ordered him to shoot and kill a random bus driver or be killed himself.

Angel refused to kill the man. His father, Luis Escalante, had worked as a bus driver his whole life. After the brave boy refused, the group gave him a choice: be murdered with a machete or thrown off a 450 foot bridge. He chose the latter and he was thrown from the Incensio Bridge in Guatemala City.

Miraculously, the foliage down below somewhat softened his landing and he survived the initial fall. Unfortunately, however, Angel lay below the bridge for three days while his family searched for him. His father was the one who eventually found him. Angel was rushed to hospital where medics fought to save his life but 15 days later, Angel died from his injuries. They said that if he had of been found earlier, there’s every chance he could have survived.

Angel was in the 6th grade at Carlos Benjamin Paiz Ayala School. He loved drawing, listening to music and playing soccer. The case is just one of many that involve children being exploited to commit murders because they cannot be prosecuted.

nakedly

“And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. you won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. but one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”

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haruki murakami, kafka on the shore

it makes you stronger than ever

(via astound)

moonlittmusings

And there will be nights when your life will fall apart and no one will notice the mornings you spend putting it back together.

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regular-love

And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got wake up at four in the morning, brew black coffee, and stare at the birds drowning in the darkness of the dawn. You’ve got to sit next to the man at the train station who’s reading your favorite book and start a conversation. You’ve got to come home after a bad day and burn your skin from a shower. Then you’ve got to wash all your sheets until they smell of lemon detergent you bought for four dollars at the local grocery store. You’ve got to stop taking everything so goddam personally. You are not the moon kissing the black sky. You’ve got to compliment someones crooked brows at an art fair and tell them that their eyes remind you of green swimming pools in mid July. You’ve got to stop letting yourself get upset about things that won’t matter in two years. Sleep in on Saturday mornings and wake yourself up early on Sunday. You’ve got to stop worrying about what you’re going to tell her when she finds out. You’ve got to stop over thinking why he stopped caring about you over six months ago. You’ve got to stop asking everyone for their opinions. Fuck it. Love yourself, kiddo. You’ve got to love yourself.

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forgottenfeeelings

I’m so angry and sad. How come you didn’t noticed that something is wrong? When did you stopped caring ?

Early morning thoughts (via forgottenfeeelings)

internetcrisis

You don’t have to be more attractive. You don’t have to be attractive at all. You don’t have to attract anyone or anything. You are not a magnet, damn it. You should be you for you and only you. And yes I am talking about you and you and you.