My name is Riley. I am studying Theatre and Special Education at Ball State University. I have ADD, clearly evidenced by the following pages...
i will reblog this every time
I worked with a lady that came into work one day with no hair. No one mentioned it, no one talked about it. She was wearing a bandana so we all knew she was bald.
But I have ADD, and not so great control of my impulsiveness. Finally, near the end of the night I asked. “So… can I ask, what happened to your hairs?”
She smiled and hugged me. I was the only person with the cajones to ask. “My best friend is pregnant, already has a 4 yr old, and was diagnosed with cancer, and her boyfriend left her because it was too much. So I’ve been helping her out, being supportive. And I promised her if she started losing her hair I would shave my head too.”
“Last night she called me, crying because her hair was falling out in clumps. I told her I’d be there in 10 minutes. She shaved me first, then I her.”
It’s the most supportive thing she could think to do.
I just started crying.
you know you’ve been on the internet too long when you start to find pictures of geese dressed as Castiel
I thought this was aflak jr.
"i gripped you tight and raised you from bad insurance"
i thought it was the tenth doctor
- Interviewer: What are some of the more elaborate schemes that fans have come up with to meet you?
- Pete: Some of them started a band called Panic! At The Disco.
whenever i get an essay assignment i immediately go “how can i work a feminist and anti capitalist rant into this”
How about focus on the fucking essay and not make everything about your passions? You don’t see me making a rant about whales in every fucking essay I get.
i study sociology and politics, its always relevant you fucking weirdo. go fuck a whale or something.