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that last post makes me so scared for my friend in active duty i really really hope he isnt in palestine right now, last i heard he was being deployed and on a boat to somewhere and it broke my fucking heart to hear i cant totally verify hes in palestine but, i just really want him to get out of the military and stop. He means a lot to me hes been my friend for years and i love him i care about him i think about him a lot. Jesus.. he last messaged me a month ago and hasnt been online since.. i message him so he has shit to read whenever he has connection again, i just hope he sees my messages at all. He was telling me about how beautiful the ocean looks at night and the last message he read from me was "if i ever see rhe empty ocean at night ill think of you". i wany him. To come home
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hey younger ppl who grew up with strict parents, i want to share something really lovely with you that i didn't really learn myself until this year.
you do NOT have to clean ur house when u have guests over. like yeah pickup anything particularly embarrassing but have you not felt more welcomed, happy and cozy when you visited a friend's home and saw Stuff everywhere? is it not more inviting to enter a home that looks and feels very Lived In? do you not feel self-conscious about contributing to any sort of mess in a home so clean and organized it feels sterile?
Don't feel the need to keep this weird facade ingrained into us that your place needs to look perfect in order for you to hang out - just invite people over! Let them see what you're about, let the Environmental Storytelling™ do some work! i promise you it's very charming being able To See what you do and enjoy.
it took way longer than it should've for me to accept this and it's been GREAT. i don't dread the deep cleaning that having a guest used to entail because nowhere near that amount of work is necessary to hang out anymore - and I think everyone deserves to know that they don't have to work so dang hard for something that's really so so simple.
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the longest job cole has ever had in his modern verse is with ernesto's, a local mechanic shop that serviced the town's crew of bikers with the owner being a member himself. it lasted about 3 years, with the crew even helping cole cobble together his first bike. kid sleeps at the mechanic's shop most of the time; ernesto finds him sleeping in a corner three weeks in and gives him keys to the back office that has a shoddy spring bed and access to a dingey bathroom with a shower.
the shortest job he's ever had lasted about 1 week where he ended up throwing hands at a customer for groping his coworker in some shit, middle-of-nowhere diner.
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the person who unfortunately gave birth to me is literally throwing a hissy fit and being a whole bitch bc oh no my 21 yr old who is working goes to uni and who is fully capable of using public transportation on their own doesn't want me to wait back for them every evening so we can travel home together whaaaaaaaaaa
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