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Update to my day: can’t stop crying.
I think I tore muscles in my belly.
I am crying because of folly’s I’ve endured this year not necessarily being sick. But there is so much bright and tinder on the horizon and soon I’ll have a raging fire growing for myself. All of this will dissipate.

Got food poisoning and was up all night. Now I’m feeling like hell and trying to read.
And how hard is it to land even a minimum-wage job? This year, the Ivy League college admissions acceptance rate was 8.9%. Last year, when Walmart opened its first store in Washington, D.C., there were more than 23,000 applications for 600 jobs, which resulted in an acceptance rate of 2.6%, making the big box store about twice as selective as Harvard and five times as choosy as Cornell. Telling unemployed people to get off their couches (or out of the cars they live in or the shelters where they sleep) and get a job makes as much sense as telling them to go study at Harvard.
"Why Don’t the Unemployed Get Off Their Couches?" and Eight Other Critical Questions for Americans (via seriouslyamerica)

(via owlsandcommies)

Comparison is an act of violence against the self.
Maya Angelou (via lindsaybottos)

(Source: timlebsack, via yunzi)

Tar, our twenty year old cat, sleeping by the flea light.

I have such a broad chest & small tits. I want to get a chest piece just to make that space pretty. I look at it everyday thinking it’s a blank canvas needing a painting.

Falling in love with yourself first doesn’t make you vain or selfish, it makes you indestructible.
(via wank-r)

(Source: infl4ted, via hellopeaceandsunshine)

pittsburgh-love:

by JP Diroll (Durall069)

I’m moving here in a couple of months :)

I just received the stamp of approval in regards to moving to Pittsburgh.
Insert heart-eye emoji a handful of times because I don’t have an iPhone.