So you texted me to tell me something was wrong with a member of my family.. Saying they were in a dangerous situation thinking about hurting themselves (cutting) & so after giving me the worst feeling I’ve ever felt in my entire life.. (I talked to the family member & they are okay now, unharmed) you have the nerve to say what you said.. (I told them they should have called my family member & talked it out or something even called a hotline if it were serious) YOU SAID YOU COULDNT HELP SAID FAMILY MEMBER OF MINE BECAUSE YOURE WRITING A PAPER?!
Someone explain to me what kind of fucking paper is more important that a persons life/ wellbeing.
A man begging his wife’s forgiveness inside Divorce Court, 1948, Chicago.
Bad bitches vintage edition
I reblogged this picture yesterday but I love it. Stone cold.
Omfg today at school I was talking to my gay friend and some random kid walked by and called me a fag hag and I didn’t know what to do so I just went up to the kid and hugged him and I was like “it’s okay, once you come out you will discover your true self” and then he hugged me back and started crying and he said “it’s just so hard to feel accepted” and I just
the queer whisperer