how y’all think petitions work

protagtouko:

biden: sir……..the Teens want to change the national economy to communism
obama: oh no…..how many signatures are there
biden: sir there’s…there’s 100,000
obama: *sheds a tear* then it seems we have no choice…..comrade

write-it-motherfuckers:

You were lucky you supposed, you had always worn darker styles with full coverage. Now that it was a necessity, no one really took any notice. Your eye colour was easily explained away as contacts, as was your sudden lack of glasses, your teachers not giving two shits about such things. Even your now sharp and pointed nails could be explained away.

The real difficulty came with trying to maintain control of your thirst. You never really talked much, so no one saw your fangs, but you could feel them, constantly elongated while you struggled to remain around humans.

You couldn’t help but wonder why you tried. There was nothing really here for you. Your family was too busy and distant to care about you, and you didn’t really have any friends here. Maybe you just wanted to prove to yourself that you could finish high school, despite what you had become.

The question that wouldn’t leave your mind, was what then? What would you do when you Had completed school? You were flying blind here, you weren’t even sure how you had been turned. Neither of your parents and none of your siblings were vampires, and none of them knew what you were. They were all too caught up in their own lives. You had no one to turn to.

How long could you survive like this on your own?

Ok so working in retail being on my feet for 8+ hours a day for many many years has officially damaged my feet. Im 19 and they just discovered 10, let me repeat, TEN stress fractures in my feet (6 in the right, 4 in the left). They also discovered that my heels are suffering extreme nerve damage. I didnt know this shit was possible. Ive been in retail since i was 15 years old. They think ill need recorrective surgery to fix this or i might lose my feet. All this over a min wage shit show job

prozc:

me: wants to play multiple instruments, create art, speak multiple languages, etc.

me: lays on the floor face down for an hour instead

thunderhumper:

thunderhumper:

a trap song with the rapper growing increasingly concerned about all the gun sound effects in the music

cantanopeshitthatwastaken:

It’s interesting how diseases rip through schools at incredible speeds despite being in an arguably modern, clean(ish) environment. I wonder if it has something to do with the whole “you need a doctor’s note to excuse your absence of even one day” combined with the average price of going to a doctor, the lack of education on things like “you’re still contagious even after the fever goes away”, and the overwhelming message of “if you don’t struggle through it, you’re a failure!”