honted:

honted:

hey! i have breast cancer!

if anyone wants to help me out financially while i go through treatment with unpaid time off 🙈 here’s my money apps

paypal: bastardquest

cash app: isterilelaki

venmo: speedwag

please rb and help me out! at the moment im not eligible for disability so i really won’t have anything if i’m not working 😔 please and thank you and i LOVE you 💖🙏💖

if anyone would like to shoot me $20 for a ride to my chemo appointment today i’d give you my heart and my soul

Reblogged from: honted

lymmea:

elaninrecovery:

hyrude:

hyrude:

is the world really such a terrible place? yesterday i asked if oat milk was extra and the barista said yes so i said ok just regular milk then and when she gave me my chai latte she whispered “i used oat milk ;)” doesnt that make u want to live another day?

here is my life philosophy: next week there might be someone ahead of you in line at the store who’s short a quarter and you have a quarter and you can give it to them. if you weren’t there, they’d have to put something back. the week after that you could be getting lunch and the waiter might ask if you want some pancakes someone else ordered and never picked up. you could find someone’s lost cat. you could watch someone’s bag while they go to the restroom. there are so many ways you are going to touch other people’s lives and they are going to touch yours and there’s no way to know when it’s going to happen. so you have to keep living!!! i wouldn’t want to die knowing that tomorrow the barista will give me free oat milk just to be nice. 

When I was 11 years old - we went to Sea World for my birthday. This was to avoid the realization I had no friends, and no one to come to a birthday party and probably because someone gave my mother free tickets at work. It was kinda a shitty day despite being at a theme park full of cute animals. There was a new roller coaster there that had just opened so we decided to go on. I was nervous. I’d never been on a roller coaster.

A group of 6 college kids were ahead of us in line and started chatting with me. Full on just having a fun conversation with someone literally going through the beginning of a very awkward middle school period. I was so shocked they wanted to talk to me. I think my mom mentioned it was my birthday. They were very nice about it. When we got on the ride they told us to go ahead of them so we could sit at the front of the car since it held 8 people.

Now the ride (called Journey to Atlantis - I believe it is sadly no longer there) started with a slow ride of beautiful visuals of dolphins and oceans and computerized images of this imaginary Atlantis before going up the hill to the beginning of the coaster, where it paused for about 30 seconds, and then the ride started. The college kids must have known there would be a pause. Maybe they’d ridden it before I’m not sure.

But as we sat there on that peak, 6 people I’ve never known, and will never know again, sang a very very lonely 11 year old happy birthday. Loudly. And with gusto. They were happy and laughing and joyful. And it made me feel less alone in the world.

I am 29 years old this year, and I still remember them. I still remember that kindness. It is so important. It doesn’t go into a vacuum. It exists beside me in my daily life. And I love the idea that I have been that person to someone else too.

It’s stunningly lovely to be human when we’re kind to each other.

OH THIS CAN’T BE LEFT IN THE NOTES

Reblogged from: clockswatches

flowergrenades:

*through gritted teeth* you are not a child taking a test with the purpose of getting the highest score, you are an adult trying new things and finding ways to enjoy your life, make mistakes, be a beginner, be mediocre, be where you need to be, be unlikeable, just. be.

Reblogged from: ptero-cards

nedsseveredhead:

Thank you for engaging in the mortifying ordeal of being known so that I may partake in the euphoric experience of knowing you.

Reblogged from: atlas-prime

teaboot:

onlyonekenobi:

onlyonekenobi:

sometimes being visibly queer is terrifying but sometimes it is the best and most wonderful thing in the world

when the person helping you at the store is also visibly queer, and they’re holding it in but you can tell they’re just so happy to see you. to say hello. or when you meet an older queer person and they are So kind to you, like they’re determined to be a good thing that happens to you today. or when someone on the sidewalk picks you out of everyone to ask for directions because they know you’re safe. when you walk past someone and clock each other and make the smallest eye contact, just to say i see you. thank you. we’re in this together

It’s good to be with family

Reblogged from: outcast-stomp

dog-teeth:

chronicbrainfag:

dog-teeth:

badweird feelings

not to be a communist on main but these are literally the modes of alienation under capitalism that marx described

PLEASE be a communist on my posts its literally capitalism thats making me feel this way

Reblogged from: atlas-prime

freshpickle:

please be nice to me, i’m in my twenties. do you know what that does to a person

Reblogged from: egberts

vamdeggmon:

girlballs:

taulupis:

shadowkat678:

none-gender-left-man:

jackolemon:

wizardpotions:

noidwizard:

beanmobile:

dungeonmastersconsortium:

normal-horoscopes:

natalieironside:

manscaped:

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Reblogged from: vamdeggmon

Crash.

greelin:

like i’m ever going to let some absolute godless pervert see the bottom half of my face ever again. in a TARGET, no less

Reblogged from: bullethail