Story of our lives.
For the love of fuck, why don’t they just teach a class about -this- in high school? Woulda saved me so much grief.
The bad things that people do to you do not ruin you. You are not a glass of milk and others’ actions are not lemon juice - you do not become curdled on contact with them. You are a person standing in the rain, maybe wet, miserable, and cold, but not changed, and eventually you will be dry, warm, and happy again.
I have honestly no idea where this was taken, which in itself makes it kinda cool to me.
Jimbocho Station - it knows why we love it.
An alley in Jimboucho, the book district.
Because if this is gonna be a Christian nation that DOESN’T help the poor, either we’ve got to pretend that Jesus was just as selfish as we are, or we’ve got to acknowledge that he commanded us to love the poor and serve the needy without condition — and then admit that we just don’t want to do it.
(via classragespeaks)
Cuuuute!
(via honeydeer)
