I want to be alone but I don’t want to be lonely
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I want to be alone but I don’t want to be lonely
“I just found out we’ve been evicted. Right after you leave, I’m going to start packing up. I’ve got to find my family a new place to live by tonight. The landlady is a good woman. She’s just in a tough situation. Her disabled son lost his home. I’ll handle it. I’ve been through worse.”
(Hunza Valley, Pakistan)
Please read this. It’s only a few pages long, and very worth your time.
Mom you can stop stressing
Mom you can stop crying
Mom I can buy the groceries
Mom I can pay for the house
Mom I can give you whatever the fuck you need money
Let’s see how many people know better than to spread those guilt-trip posts.
I see all of you not reblogging this, I’m judging you.
nap why do you have to throw off my sleep pattern so much
Hair be like
“Guess you’re staying in tonight. How would you like to LOOK LIKE A SEX GOD.”
or
“I see your big date is tonight. TRANSFORM: SHAPE OF DEAD RODENT.”
while I do appreciate the “beauty” blogs of random gorgeous people…makes me wonder whether the person running that blog feels beautiful too.
Idk…just a thought.