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Trying 🍃 (This isn't me, just a story I thought of!! My parent isnt supportive LOL)

Earlier...

Extra 1— food

Extra 2— Handsome

Final extra and happy pride 🏳️‍⚧️

His parents outdid him...

“Hello you’re through to the rare circumstances help centre branch of Jobs4U the only centre that deals with sufficiently rare and unusual circumstances among applicants, how can I assist you today?”

“I’m not sorry at all but I keep on telling the truth”

“Huh… Okay… Are you calling about a disability that prevents you from lying to your boss and thereby prevents you from acquiring or maintaining employment?”

“Yes, that’s exactly right”

“Well, not to worry. We here at Jobs4U believe that honesty really is the best policy. You’re among good company. What I’m going to ask you to do is fill in a request form that will specifically filter out jobs that require dishonesty. That way you can work with your disability rather than against it. Does that sound good?”

“Honestly that program in general sounds like it’s horseshit, but I think it’ll work just fine for me personally”

“Uh… Okay?”

“I feel as though you’ve understood my needs perfectly and don’t want to clarify myself further”

“Right… I… Would you mind waiting on hold for me while I confer with my colleague?”

“To be honest with you, I don’t feel up to waiting on hold right now. You should just send me that form because it sounds like it’s exactly what I’m after”

“I understand that. In the case that you want to fill out the form I’ve sent an email with the document attached to the address you have on file with us. In the case that you’re not after the form, please bear with me one moment”

*click*

*elevator music*

*click*

“Hello, are you still on the line with me?”

“No, I hung up”

“Perfect. Okay, ma’am, I can see several openings in positions we believe you’d excel at. Let’s see… Ah, yes. There’s an interview for a position near you later this afternoon actually.”

“That sounds terrible. Don’t tell me what it’s for”

“You’ll be working with a partner guarding two doors… They’ll explain it to you in more detail during orientation.”

death note would be so funny from the perspective of the regular guys on the task force because you meet the worlds greatest detective and he's immediately like 'yeah it was taylor swift and the boss's son with the evil notebook. moving on..."

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some people say there’s a red string that connects fated lovers

HARLEY QUINN and POISON IVY in DARK KNIGHTS OF STEEL (2021—) #5

“In 1984, when Ruth Coker Burks was 25 and a young mother living in Arkansas, she would often visit a hospital to care for a friend with cancer.

During one visit, Ruth noticed the nurses would draw straws, afraid to go into one room, its door sealed by a big red bag. She asked why and the nurses told her the patient had AIDS.

On a repeat visit, and seeing the big red bag on the door, Ruth decided to disregard the warnings and sneaked into the room.

In the bed was a skeletal young man, who told Ruth he wanted to see his mother before he died. She left the room and told the nurses, who said, “Honey, his mother’s not coming. He’s been here six weeks. Nobody’s coming!”

Ruth called his mother anyway, who refused to come visit her son, who she described as a “sinner” and already dead to her, and that she wouldn’t even claim his body when he died.

“I went back in his room and when I walked in, he said, “Oh, momma. I knew you’d come”, and then he lifted his hand. And what was I going to do? So I took his hand. I said, “I’m here, honey. I’m here”, Ruth later recounted.

Ruth pulled a chair to his bedside, talked to him

and held his hand until he died 13 hours later.

After finally finding a funeral home that would his body, and paying for the cremation out of her own savings, Ruth buried his ashes on her family’s large plot.

After this first encounter, Ruth cared for other patients. She would take them to appointments, obtain medications, apply for assistance, and even kept supplies of AIDS medications on hand, as some pharmacies would not carry them.

Ruth’s work soon became well known in the city and she received financial assistance from gay bars, “They would twirl up a drag show on Saturday night and here’d come the money. That’s how we’d buy medicine, that’s how we’d pay rent. If it hadn’t been for the drag queens, I don’t know what we would have done”, Ruth said.

Over the next 30 years, Ruth cared for over 1,000 people and buried more than 40 on her family’s plot most of whom were gay men whose families would not claim their ashes.

For this, Ruth has been nicknamed the ‘Cemetery Angel’.”— by Ra-Ey Saley

it turns out there’s a sixth love language

rb this with ur opinion on this shade of pink:

Second of February (1/2)