So I started a Facebook group for people in Australia with cars like mine. Expecting about 5-10 people to join. A few weeks later and 50 members strong. We have stickers!!!
Another great day in Newcastle.
Hi, and thank you for taking the time you did! Im sorry to hear about your boyfriend, let me tell you something.
When I was young, I used to pull apart my toys, just so I could fix them again. Every time I accidentally broke the arm or leg off of one of them I would surgically re-attach it with a combination of scotch tape and putty. When I was thirteen, I thought that I could do this for my friends, I thought that with my words and my love, I could fix their sickness. She unzipped her forearm and I held the wound shut. I told her she would be okay in the same way that my toys would be okay with the tape around their arms; that is to say, they were held together, but never complete. She went into hospital, it would be eight years until I saw her again. She was the first good thing I couldn’t fix. She was nothing but a friend to me and I never wanted more, but I wanted her to be okay. I saw her again after eight years and she had survived adolescence , but she will never be okay.
Please understand; this is not to say that we are not needed. But, she never needed me to fix her. Because people are not things that we can fix, we cannot pull them apart at the seams and put them back together, we can’t restore them when they break themselves, or when they are broken by others.
But we can help. We can help as much as we can by being there when we are needed, and not saying a word when all they need is silence and a place to rest their head. Thats all I can say.
how is he posting this from 4 months in the future
this was taken in February
I’m American and at my school we do MM/DD//YYYY so fuck you and your stereotypical ways
EXACTLY! The rest of the world does it DD/MM/YYYY, Because we are normal enough to recognise that it Should be that way.
Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things…
"wow I’m really stoked to see what this 9th grader has to tell me about how the real world works"
- me every single time I come on this website
This is straight up the dumbest fucking thing I have ever read in my life and the person who wrote it should be fucking ashamed of themselves for promoting the messages that this carries. Go fuck yourselves.
A 23 year old male with a size 12 fiancé and a 14 year old sister who won’t wear the t-shirt I bought her because she’s “too fat”