INFJ | βThe internet is a midsummer nightβs dream where everything gets mixed up and you get to be a little bit daring and out of the ordinary.β - Chelsey Pippin
I'm: Blonde ~ Curvy ~ Mixed Ethnically ~ Adamant ~ Slightly Obsessive ~ Chaotic Good~ I Love Tea & Pictures.
Current Obsessions :: Everything Outlander, Tom Hardy, Drake, & the Musketeers are recent additions to my obsession matrix.
Favorite Posts :: The Marvel Fandom, Dr. Who, Sherlock, Beauty (in any form), Snarky Tags, Perfect Posts, Babies, Cute Animals, Great Quotes & the Text Post Meme. It's all just smoke and monitors.
Note: I haven’t created or extensively reviewed any of these resources, they’re just things I’ve found online that look like they’d be useful and to my best knowledge do not cost anything. These are self help resources intended to be used in addition to and not as a substitute for medical treatment- please contact a professional if you are feeling unsafe. :)
Me: *actually opens up to them because I have been working on not hiding my hurt when I am in trouble and understanding that it is okay to lean on others when they make it clear that they can handle it and that I’m not a burden to others just because my complicated feelings are a burden to me and talking about things with willing friends can help me feel better*
i dont know what it is about loose persimmons that makes me astral project into a past life as a street urchin in 12th century urban china but when i see that mom’s bought some I immediately give into the impulse to stuff at least 2 of them into my pockets with greedy lil hands
hey everyone whats your astral projection food/experience
due to certain circumstances i once had to rush to board a cross city bus with my dinner in my purse, a single foil wrapped baked potato with no seasoning and immediately felt a portion of my soul drop into post-revolution Russia as i joylessly forced myself to consume for sustenance
Every time I eat ribs I revert back to my Homo errectus ancestor as she discovers that setting the zebra carass on fire makes it so much easier to chew and it tastes so much BETTER and she literally discovers the joy of cooking.
Some foods go back even farther. Eating snap peas off the vine yeets me back to some little pseudoprimate from before the asteroid, enjoying the bounty that had been overlooked by the triceratops.
build-a-bear needs to start a cryptid collection. i want a plush mothman that makes squeaking noises and smells like campfire with a hint of fresh pine.
anyway jeff bezos could eradicate homelessness. he could literally give each homeless person 100k and it would only take less than .5% of his entire wealth. what the actual god giving fuck
Why do you think they deserve it
Well shelter is a basic need, and would at the very least allow them a place where they can get back on their feet. Food water and shelter are necessary for a healthy body and psychology. There’s also the fact that they’re people too, and a little help goes a long way in making a decent community. There’s plenty of reasons
Yeah they need stuff, but why does every homeless person deserve 0.5% of someone’s income
You have five hundred apples, and just one day to eat them all.
You pass by a small crowd of hungry children, and decide you’d rather 455 apples go rotten than give them to some snotty brat who isn’t your problem.
It doesn’t matter how hard you’ve worked for your 500 apples, or that you aren’t the parent of any of those kids. in the moment you decide to walk away, it doesn’t matter why they’re hungry, or who owes who what.
You had the opportunity to help people, you had the ability to help people, you had the resources to help people. You had everything you needed to make a small, tiny little difference in someone’s life, and you decided not to.
What are you going to buy in your lifetime that’s worth more to you than your own humanity?
What are you going to buy in your lifetime that’s worth more to you than your own humanity
Reblogging for the very, very important lesson
Sometimes I wish there were a Hell if only for the visuals of a bunch of rich shit heads wandering around on fire asking “Where’s my money?!”
Sometimes fanfiction is a love letter to the original canon, sometimes it’s just that one telegram that says “Fuck you. Strongly worded letter to follow”.
And sometimes it’s 95 things that canon did wrong, nailed to a door.