Gaymerloser - Big Sad Bitch

"Hermits are made up of 30.7692% potato" factoid actually false. Mumbo Jumbo, who is 8 times the normal amount of potato, was an outsider and should not have been counted.

Stop calling me out

me picking a scenario to fall asleep to: there’s nothing good on

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I will not.

Because it's a teal blanket

rb to wrap the person u reblogged from in a green blanket

God why cant I just PICK a SIDE already

shout out to disabled people who aren't trying to be nice and palatable for their able-bodied peers.

shout out to disabled people who are angry about their disability, about the system they live in.

shout out to disabled people who don't take shit from others.

shout out to disabled people who don't spend every waking hour trying to cure themselves.

shout out to multiply disabled people, to queer disabled people, to people who are disabled both mentally and physically.

shout out to disabled people.

[ able-bodied people can rb but don't clown on this post. do not tag this post as "q slur" or other alternatives. ]

My dad (who's in AA and has been for years) was telling me about a guy from AA who lived in Venice, not far from the beach, where tons of homeless people lived. And when he was having a bad day, he would go to the store, but a loaf of bread, a jar of peanut butter and a jar of jelly. He'd make the whole loaf into peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, put them all back into the bread bag, and go down to the beach and pass the sandwiches out. The man said that it never failed to bring him anything but gratitude.

There was a similar story with some guys in LA (where he used to live). After 5 o'clock, everyone would leave work and go home, leaving downtown a sort-of ghost town, except for the homeless. A couple guys would go to a store that sells canned goods, get a couple cans of refried beans, cook up a bunch of rice and beans, and make a bunch of burritos. Then they would put them all in a bag, get on their bikes and ride around the city, handing them out.

I used to (and still sometimes do) this thing where if I realize I'm feeling down, or just having a crappy day, I set a goal or maybe 5 or 10 people, and I have to compliment that many people by the end of the day, and it can be strangers or someone I haven't talked to in a while, or someone I talk to everyday. By one or two people, im usually feeling a lot better, and it can actually help.

If you ever have a bad day, or just want to make someone else's day better, do it! Helping people (without overworking yourself) is a form of helping yourself!

He also always kinda seems inebriated in one way or another, like you can't tell if he's high or drunk or if it's just him

If the one guy on the block who snowplows the whole block doesn't get into heaven I will personally fight God for his ticket