lightlybow:

penicillium-pusher:

my counselor: how are you doing?

me: good, how are you?

my counselor: good, what brings you in today?

me: im doin real bad karen

When you deal with mental illness it becomes painfully obvious that “How are you” is a greeting rather than an actual inquiry into your well-being, so the first one is a canned response but the second one gets real

audrey-scorne:

oh so i’m a “gatekeeper” just because i own this gate and won’t open it unless you bribe me or solve my riddles three?

finalfantasyvii:

crypti-d-iscourse:

salliethesalad:

During the 1980s, more gay men died in New York City during the AIDS crisis than all recorded deaths of American soldiers in Vietnam. You need to know that.

Sources, for Skeptics who can’t figure out google

120,453 aids related deaths from 1980-1990

57,939 american soldiers died in Vietnam

skypeopleandswans:

What I need people to understand is that getting out bed is not easy.

Leaving the house is not easy.

Talking to people is not easy.

Ordering food is not easy.

Making phone calls is not easy. 

I need people to understand, that just because something is easy to them, it may not be that easy to others.

robotlyra:

Saving 20 odd dollars a week by not going to Dunkin Donuts for coffee isn’t going to help when the working poor’s real problem is worrying about being able to still make rent if they miss work due to the flu, so let’s stop pretending like this “junior piggybank savers/guilt the poor out of simple comforts” technique is a viable solution to the problem of stagnating wages and skyrocketing living costs.