Just cried for three hours straight because i don’t know how to process the emotion of love properly which scares me.
I don’t like it
Just cried for three hours straight because i don’t know how to process the emotion of love properly which scares me.
I don’t like it
I’m trying hard not to cry right now because I’m in the car with my mom and if i start to, my mom won’t drop it.
Is this what heart break is supposed to feel like or am I just having heart palpitations?
you know some times i wonder why i even bother with some of the things i do.
and i don’t mean this in a negative or depressing way, i just mean, “okay so i have to re write this whole chapter because i accidentally forgot to save it. so here’s to hoping i remember what i wrote”
I HAD A DREAM I was the
and there was this ROOM and there were 4! BIG! WOODEN! POSTS! with strings that met in an x shape and on that X-SHAPED STRING THING there was a BOWL with a CANDLE IN IT and this old man was like “you need to use all 4 elements to leave” SO I WAS LIKE OH OKAY
There was this RANDOM ASS MAN in the corner across from me and I was like “yo who’s that guy” and the old man got MAD AT ME and said “NO ONE! focus!!!” and so I got SAD that he yelled at me so I said okay!!!
Then the old man left and I started trying to use all my powers and I got EARTHBENDING and WATERBENDING and FIREBENDING DOWN but when I tried to do AIRBENDING that guy in the corner kept stepping closer to the center and when I was about to ask what he was doing he started FIREBENDINNGGGGGGG toward the bowl so I started Waterbending and it made this
COOOOOOOOL blue LIIIIIIIGHT
And I said “OH MY GOD THATS SO COOL”
And he growled and went “YOU NEED TO FOCUS” and I was like HUH and he yelled for me to AIRBEND and tried to get me again so I grabbed the bowl and started RUNNING FOR MY LIFE and then while he was chasing me I was like
“Wait! Aang said airbending is all about flow. I just have to be calm and focused”
And then I woke up
So basically if I was the avatar I think I’d struggle with airbending the most how about you guys?
I think you dreamed you were avatar kyoshi, but instead she was the new avatar and Aang was a previous one.
The fact that many people at school call me “space-bow girl” really puts into perspective for me.
Like that’s what I’m known for all over the school. Every kid knows me. But not by legal name.
Okay is it just me or do you guys ever just pause a show or movie during a certain scene so you can act out how you as a character would have altered the flow of the plot or is that a me thing?
Memento Mori ring, England, late 17th to early 18th Century.
You could put a Skittle in there
Wouldnt a ring like this meant to be used to carry a little poison?
ah! but consider: you could put a Skittle in there
read it n weep fellas: poisoned skittle
In this order we have a
Hufflepuff
Ravenclaw
Gryffindor and
Slytherin
(I work the floor at an independently-owned menswear store. The owner, my boss, spends a lot of time at the shop, and tries to keep prices as low as possible to help our city’s large homeless population get good job interview clothes. A clearly homeless man is wandering around the store. The other patrons are giving him looks.)
Customer: “Excuse me, sir?”
Me: “Yes, ma’am?”
Customer: “I think you may want to call security. That… bum over there, he keeps feeling the suits and muttering to himself. I’m just sure he’s planning to steal one.”
Me: “Well, ma’am, I think that’s quite unlikely.”
Customer: “Oh, come on, you know how they are! I mean, I’d keep an eye on him even if he wasn’t homeless!”
(The homeless man in question happens to be Hispanic.)
Me: “We don’t discriminate here, ma’am.”
Customer: “Well, I’m sure the owner would want to hear about this!”
(I give in and call him over. The customer explains her concerns. As a black man, my boss isn’t happy with her racism, but agrees to talk to the homeless man.)
Owner: “Excuse me, sir, are you finding what you need?”
Homeless Man: “Well, not really. I’m hoping for something versatile in a dark or navy wool, but most of the options in my size are cut American style instead of European, which fits me a little better. Not to mention they’re all pinstriped, which I really don’t have the build for, you know?”
Owner: “I… yes, I understand. I think we may have some options over here, if you’ll follow me. How did you know all that?”
Homeless Man: “Back before I lost my job, I used to be really into this stuff. I’m not looking for anything fancy, just something I can use to look good for a job interview later today.”
(My boss helps him find something he likes, and comes to the counter with him. The suit is priced at $87.)
Homeless Man: *digging in his pockets* “Hang on, I think I’ve got enough.”
Owner: *to me* “Take my card. I’m buying it for him.” *to the homeless man* “Here. The suit’s yours, on one condition. After your interview today, you come back and apply for a job here too. Got it?”
Homeless Man: “I… oh my God, thank you. Thank you so much.”
(Two years later, that formerly-homeless man is my manager, and has a little girl with his new wife—the owner’s sister.)
There’s one of these in my town too. Stores like these are so crucial.
The ending is so heart warming. 😊