I wish my friends would take random pictures of me when we hang out because I’m an arrogant prick and I want more pictures of myself that aren’t selfies.
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- (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.)
Someone finally said it
but not ugly off guard ones because those need to be destroyed and forgotten for all eternity
I was drawing a bunch of pentagrams in my notebook during math class because I was bored and I think I drew 150 pentagrams in total before a devilish-looking guy wearing a red suit broke down the door of the classroom and yelled “wHAT the fUCK do you wANT?!”
this username escapes me every single time
5 years ago i was a fucking mess & now i’m a fucking mess but at peace with it and with cooler fashion sense
Things Facebook makes me think about
What is a person to do when their rapist shows up non-stop in “people you may know” no matter how many times you press the ‘x’. It’s not totally necessary to block them, they only exist in that fashion, that is the only place they become connected again; and it’s ended in one click. One click and breathing is once again a capability, I no longer want to crawl out of my skin that’s suddenly too small for me. I stop resenting you for having a son of your own, that wasn’t something you had total control of, I don’t want you to have any power over me; you don’t deserve it. Facebook is pretty funny sometimes, I don’t want to ever have anything more than a click to do with this person though, funny can be wrong; so very wrong…
Your mental illness is lying to you.
You are not stupid.
You are not ugly.
You are not worthless.
You are not weak.
You are not a burden.
Your mental illness is lying to you.
Fuck.
Also:
No you’re not bothering me. (Yes I’m serious.)
You’re not dumb.
You have great ideas.
Your smile isn’t ugly.
Neither is your laugh.
Yes people love you. No they’re not lying. Yes really.
YOU ARE NOT BOTHERING ME.
You don’t need to apologize, I actually AM very interested in our conversation.
YOU DON”T NEED TO APOLOGIZE FOR EXISTING.
in addition: yes i love you and your existence
Uhm… I really fucking needed to see this.
This always makes me cry
Thankyou for dis post 🙌🏼
These sunken eyes are not beautiful and neither are these chapped lips. My tiredness is not romantic and my depression is not a fashion trend. I’m suffering, truly suffering. But no one takes me seriously because sadness ‘is in right now’.
Self destruction isn’t beautiful (via lost-andhardlybreathing)