when ur family makes fun of u for liking something but then u try to explain why u like it and they dont listen
Pinkie Pie, you are so random!!
I love you Hub. Love you.
Street harassment is not a compliment.
sending people nice anonymous messages and watching them get really happy about it is my favorite thing to do on this website
i hope the people who grade my essays don’t laugh at me
“I got a fan letter from a young lady. It was a suicide note.
So I called her, and I said, “Hey, this is Jimmy Doohan. Scotty, from Star Trek.” I said, “I’m doing a convention in Indianapolis. I wanna see you there.”
I saw her — boy, I’m telling you, I couldn’t believe what I saw. It was definitely suicide. Somebody had to help her, somehow. And obviously she wasn’t going to the right people.
I said to her, “I’m doing a convention two weeks from now in St. Louis.” And two weeks from then, in somewhere else, you know? She also came to New York - she was able to afford to got to these places. That went on for two or three years, maybe eighteen times. And all I did was talk positive things to her.
And then all of the sudden — nothing. I didn’t hear anything. I had no idea what had happened to her because I never really saved her address.
Eight years later, I get a letter saying, “I do want to thank you so much for what you did for me, because I just got my Master’s degree in electronic engineering.”
That’s…to me, the best thing I’ve ever done in my life.”
Japan > Everywhere else
This is Japan in a nutshell. Forget all the crazy stuff with the weird tv programs and the cosplaying—that’s just the outer shell that gets attention because it’s unusual. This, this is the beauty of the country. I’ve had little grandmothers chase me down because I dropped my shinkansen tickets. In amusement parks, the attendants do their upmost to get lost items (usually cardigans or kids’ shoes) back to the owners—before the owners even realize they’d lost said item(s). I’ve had complete strangers not only give my thorough directions but have offered to drive me to the place I needed to go.
It is so, so, so hard to go back to the States after you get the J-treatment. I mean, Japan has its downside (“What is this madness you call pizza???”), but the general attitudes of everyone—even the so-called hardcore yankees (two of whom who, on a blazing summer day, helped me find one of my schools when I was heinously lost in the labyrinth that is the neighborhood in which said school is located)—is the epitome of the mindset that I wish everyone would adopt. Because yelling at people gets you nowhere. And being able to empathize with people kinda helps make this country a really nice place to live in.
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rest in peace ty, love you foorever and a day
R.I.P dad, i miss you and love you
I don’t know anyone who has commited suicide but Rest In Peace <3
Rip to my future self
RIP my best friend Courtney, 15, and my cousin Jarrod, 17
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Rest In Peace Brandon. I love you. I’ll forever be your QuinnyBear.
Rip adrian <3
we’ll always love you tasha<3Rest in peace Adam… I miss you so much.
Ashley, my love. I miss you so much and i wish I could have done more, to save you. I still cry for you. You mean so much to me babe. 5/22/11