"Today, after a 72 hour shift at the fire station, a woman ran up to me at the grocery store and gave me a hug. When I tensed up, she realized I didn’t recognize her. She let go with tears of joy in her eyes and the most sincere smile and said, “On 9-11-2001, you carried me out of the World Trade Center.”
This is worth a reblog.
OH MY GOD I GOT THE CHILLS
Art should disturb the comfortable and comfort the disturbed.
someone come smoke weed wif me.
“you’re not ugly, society is”
what if there’s a girl named Society and she cries everyday because everyone keeps calling her ugly
awwwwwww yes i'm making chicken chchch i'm so fucked i got home from a party and the junior high crush was there lolz anyways fuck i'm high.