THERE ARE NO PACTS BETWEEN LIONS AND MEN
the world is cool
you can’t really delete people from your life
but you can get pretty damn close to it
which is good enough for me
man that shooting in birmingham literally happened just like two hours from here
in other news, this kind woman tried to defend the guy like this
I am in no way condoning the actions of what this man did, but when you lose a job, and especially during these desperate economic times, yes…it can mess with you a lot. I sometimes walk into establishments, stores…etc, what have you, or even government buildings, and you are subjected to ‘rude’ service, or people who appear so ungrateful to be employed, and most of those who do have those jobs, usually got them through someone they “know”, not through applying through the company. Yes, if this man was a hard-worker, and looked around at people who probably weren’t pulling their weight, yet are able to ‘keep’ their jobs…it does make you angry on a very ‘personal’ level. Unfortunately…a ‘Snapple’ just isn’t going to ‘fix it’.
dear lord jesus everything is wrong
i took a nap for the first time in a long time and when i woke up i was like “OH NO OH MY GOD DID I FORGET TO SET MY ALARM FOR SCHOOL AM I MISSING SCHOOL OH NO” and i fell out of bed in a hurry to get ready and then i remembered nah
"Tomorrow night is All Hallows´ Eve. Here in Budapest there is a wonderful masquerade ball."
Perhaps the most ancient school still in operation, the Egyptian School for Young Sorcerers is a grand palace disguised to muggle eyes as an insurmountable sand dune that no one has ever had the audacity to climb. In the heart of the palace is a spacious courtyard with a kaleidoscope of blossoming flowers, meandering cats oblivious to their surroundings, and pools of glimmering aquamarine filled with a continual supply of water drawn through underground tunnels from the Nile for leisure use on days when the heat is unbearable. The school boasts a vast chamber of books and scrolls (a number of which were salvaged from the library of Alexandria), some dating as far back as the age of Hatshepsut. Students can often be found draped lazily over chairs and large cushions reading for hours on end. According to rumoured legend, there is a concealed room with hieroglyphics holding spells to prolonging life and communing with the gods, although its discovery remains nigh impossible as (unbeknownst to students) its location changes every day, and those who have had the luck of stumbling upon it by accident often find themselves with a sudden academic dilemma in great need of immediate resolution (although they never seem to remember what it was that sent them stumbling through their professor’s doors).