Confess to God not me

I let him stay. One night. Fed him. Warmed him. He left too. But he sent someone else. This kept happening. My brother’s sending me people. From the streets. Who need one warm night. I’ve helped twenty people now. One night each. Warm. Fed. Safe. Some go back to the streets. Some get into programs. Get help. Get housed. My brother’s still out there. But he’s saving people. By sending them to me. His way of saying thank you. For trying. I can’t save him. But together. We’re saving others. Sometimes you can’t fix your own family. But you can help their family. The people they love. On the streets. Together.

I just witnessed the cutest thing at a bar. 3 women ordering drinks. One says, “you drink cocktails right?” Friend: “yes I drink mocktails” She turns back: “let me get one mocktail & two of whatever she’s having w alcohol” Bartender: “she’s just getting a lemonade” She: “ok give us that but w alcohol then” 🤌🏽👩🏾‍🐰‍👩🏽 That’s solidarity. That’s girlhood.

A couple years ago I went to Starbucks right after my classes with some friends and asked for a green tea latte with soy milk. The barista, for some reason out of malice and/or hate for her life so she took it out on me, gave me whole milk in my latte. 5 minutes after my first sip of latte, my stomach cramped BAD. Not the "Oh! time to poop!" kind of cramp but it felt like someone had stabbed me with a knife and twisted it. Now I've had this happen before so I knew the cause of it. I went up to the barista clutching my gut screaming at her that she put dairy in my latte rather than soy LIKE I REQUESTED. She denied it and called me a "pretentious white guy for wanting soy"and so my friends got the manager. I had to explain that I had stomach ulcers that were still healing and if I were to go to the hospital for this incident, they would be responsible for it. Manager flipped his shit and the barista was terrified out of her mind. Pretty sure both thought i was gonna sue. Manager actually fired her on the spot because of the negligence. My friends managed to get me home in one piece while I stayed home for 3 days in absolute agony and missed my midterm. So remember kiddies, if someone is asking for Diet or "Skinny" or "soy" or anything that is not regular, give them what they requested be-cause it may not be them being healthy, but a dietary need that can possibly be life or death.

slowly getting rid of public transportation while gas prices just continue to creep up…mmmm

Full grown adults who can’t vacation, take a gap year, have hobbies, play an instrument, speak multiple languages, swim, cycle, skate, or backpack. Just a lifetime of hustling and trying to escape survival mode. These are subtle poverty metrics no one really talks about.

Maturing is realizing that your parents didn’t do their best, they did what was convenient and self serving at the time. They didn’t even try.

Because who said I can’t be loved in the midst of picking up some of my pieces? Not even down bad for shit, but I keep putting love on hold for what? Love is literally the only thing that’s guaranteed

People are bored because they don’t love anything, have nothing to suffer for, to pour their heart into and go to bed exhausted from passion. It’s the restless ache of a soul wasting its precious life force on trends instead of martyr tier devotion, stimulation instead of ecstasy

ppl rly only start respecting you the moment you show that you've got teeth they're like oh my bad i thought i could manipulate and walk all over you i didn't realize you'd catch onto that

just talk to people fr. it’s more worth it than ever rn, particularly bc so many systems want us isolated from each other & shit is so dire

so every airline can get a bailout except the one that actually catered to people with affordability

Older generations say “we all struggled in our 20s.” No, you didn’t. You didn’t pay $3,100 rent and $10 eggs. You didn’t graduate with $60K debt and no job security. Gen Z isn’t dramatic. They’re drowning.

I know she pretty as hell cause only pretty women do weird ass shi like this

I told the ladies at Dutch Bros that I had just left my controlling fiancé and they wrote this on my cup. Genuinely brought me to tears because it reminds me that there is good in the world and that I’ll be OK. 🥹😭

Moment of silence for our fallen bee comrades.

This is what we’re not talking about enough. First the TSA workers not getting paid and then magically they found money once government workers were affected. Now, 17k people lost their jobs at the drop of a dime b/c of an incompetent administration. This is not good.

I’m so excited! My mom’s birthday is tomorrow and we are currently waiting to begin a baking class. She studied bakery growing up. We’ll be learning a new technique to glaze cakes today. I hope she has the best time and enjoy learning a new way to decorate 🥹