i was making a lot of mistakes and then my archery instructor said:

"you make mistakes because you’re focusing on the target and not on your actions"

and i was like woah

thanks for giving me the best life advice i’ve ever gotten


Forty seconds of a truly impressive thunderstorm, which passed over Minneapolis earlier this week.


I want someone to really want me. Make a big deal about me, tell me I’m on your mind way too fucking much but you kinda like it. Make it completely obvious that I’m the person you want. Tell me you can’t wait to see me; show me how you feel so I can feel it too.
Make me feel something I’ve never felt before. Tell your friends about me & I’ll tell them about how you make butterflies swam my stomach. Want me as much as I want you.

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BREAKING: Seattle becomes the first city to raise its minimum wage to $15/hour. SHARE if Congress should take Seattle’s lead! 

the current minimum wage (at least in NY) is $8.00 and less than a year ago it was $7.25, so yes.


Nope nope and nope. Make better decisions and life and you won’t be working a minimum wage job.

^ That’s literally the dumbest fucking thing I’ve ever read in my life. Are you the kind of person that goes up to homeless people and tells them to get a job? Good fuuuuuuuuuuuucking lord. If everyone was able to get a “better” job, there would be absolutely no-one populating the mass expanse of the workforce. Are you unable to see how this suggestion is completely and utterly illogical? And extremely rude?

Thank god people in Seattle have good heads on their shoulders so single mothers working 3 minimum wage jobs to feed their children can finally be treated like actual live human beings with needs and not capitalistic automatons. 

"Just get a better job" is the most white bread privilege shit I’ve ever heard.

I don’t even think it’s white privilege. I think it’s just near-bottomless dumbfuckery.

"Get a better job," they said.

Suddenly, every custodian everywhere quits their job and gets a better one. Now, upon entering public restrooms, everyone is handed a spray bottle and toilet brush, because now they have to scrub their own shit out of that public porcelain throne. Women’s restrooms come complete with plastic bags, because they have to bring their soiled period products home with them and dispose of them at home, because there is no more public waste removal.

"Get a better job," they said.

All fast food employees quit and find a “better job”. No more fast food places! There also aren’t any restaurants. Better learn to cook your own shitty garbage burgers. You have only yourself to yell at if you forget the cheese.

"Get a better job," they said.

Retail stores no longer have any employees. All shopping must be done online, but you have to drive out and pick up the supplies yourself because the Fedex people quit and got better jobs, too.

"Just get a better job," they said!

You now have to grow and make every single thing you ever consume for the rest of your life, because no one wants to do it for you at $7 an hour.

Fuck you.


I’ll always reblog this.

for that comment I will reblog

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You feel alone, as though you are the only one walking in a dense fog that somehow weighs like a ton of bricks. It hurts to move, it is suffocating to continue, and you feel so hollow and alone. It is in these moments that you need to hold onto the promise of tomorrow, it’s scary right now, but fear doesn’t last forever, even though it feels like it will. I hope that you find the courage to set your sails north, to look up and see the stars guiding you home. Beloved, you are not alone, even though the silence is unbearable, just know that someone is trying to yell into the void hoping to reach your ears.

I hope you find land soon, because you have been doing this on your own for so long, and I care for you. I care if you make it back to the ones you love, that you won’t just drift off into the unknown, but that you somehow make your way back to the places that know your name.

This journey is long, but it will end, and it will be a good ending, not one where you are left empty and used, but one where you are filled and loved. I hope you are brave enough to turn the pages, to keep reading the story of your life, because it’s far greater than you may think it is… Someone loves this story enough to write it, and each word brings new meaning to your life. So keep going, and may you learn to love this story as much as the stars love to shine.

T.B. LaBerge // You Matter (via tblaberge)
To be in love, to be loved, to be love, to love.

Sometimes I think that I might be in love with you. It’s get me so frustrated not understanding these feelings and not being able to equate them to logic. Thoughts keep me up at night. And frankly that makes me crazy because I’m the one struggling over the changes you made in my life while you’ve probably never even considered me. Honestly, I’d rather be crazy than live oblivious of your existence.


constantly torn between “if it’s meant to be, it will be” and “if you want it, go get it”





I appreciate that he used a black, lesbian couple and their beautiful black baby to illustrate this point because I am damn tired of Neil Patrick Harris being the face of queer struggle

^^ exactly. It’s important.

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