This Is Fine

peaches-and-satsumas:

i love being a gentlemanly lesbian… opening doors for women… giving women my jacket… standing next to them in the side where the road is… offering them my arm… i love it!

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stardustparker:

reasons i want to be rich

• to randomly fill up people’s entire gofundme’s
  
• to be able to tip a thousand dollars to a stressed server at a restaurant
  
• to give really good gifts for birthdays that arent just gift cards
• to be able to actually afford my real sense of style
• to pay my mom’s bills and debts

reasons i dont want to be rich

• to hoard the entire fucking planet’s resources and kill off the world’s population slowly 
  

Ugh but imagine. Just freaking imagine. Walking around. Finding someone on a corner with a cardboard sign asking for help. Sauntering up, reaching into your pocket and casually handing them a fistful of $100 dollar bills. Imagine.

Rich people could do that. They just…could. They have a literal superpower. They could make sure someone doesn’t sleep in the cold tonight. They could make sure someone gets the medical treatment that could save their life. They could wander into a collections agency and buy up the contracts and spend all day calling people and telling them their debt has been forgiven. They could wander into a hospital and pay off all the outstanding bills, or wander into a bank and pay off someone’s mortgage.

If they really wanted to, rich people could be superheroes.

But they don’t. They would rather watch a now so-big-it’s-meaningless number tic up in their offshore accounts while the world starves and dies around them because…winning?

I just don’t get it.

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smallest-feeblest-boggart:

chickenfarmersan:

i fucking lost it when she opened the fridge

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bobavader:

day 1: hoodwinked

day 2: chicken run

day three: go home no more class 

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sex-drugs-scooby-snacks:

cerulean-beekeeper:

skinnyteatime:

sirsmalldog:

my policy for “they’re just doing it for attention” has always been and always will be “then someone needs to pay attention to them”

I’ve always thought this

Let me tell you about the time I worked as a computer teacher for a small private school. My first day went well, but in the staff room that day I was told I was lucky that this one kid was out sick. No one could control him.

Next week, he was in. It took me 10 minutes to determine that I was dealing with a 10 year old kid who was incredibly intelligent, more than a little bored, and loved being the center of attention.

He was also black. I say this because I think that a intelligent, somewhat bored, attention-seeking white kid might have been treated differently.

So, day one I made him sit by himself where no one could see him to stop him from taking over the class (which he was clearly used to doing).

Day two: I paid close attention to when he finished (not surprising, he was first and did everything correctly). I immediately told him he was helping me, and paired him with a struggling student.

My hunch was right; he made a excellent teacher. He thrived on having this other kid’s attention. He wasn’t bored. He was one of my best students.

He was a bright kid. And he needed people to pay attention to him and would settle for any kind of attention he could get. But when he was able to channel that positively, he was a great student and a really helpful classmate.

IMPORTANT POINT HERE

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eternalanimation:

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caucasianscriptures:

Thats a lot of wood.

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elphabaforpresidentofgallifrey:

new congress millennials making an absolute scene is my favorite song

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