this is my brother two years ago. we were at the park, just me and him, and he turned to me and said “kayla, don’t you ever wish there were no bad people in the world?” i thought it to be a funny thing for a 5 year old to say, but shrugged it off. last year, he didnt come home from school, we thought that being only in grade prep, he might’ve decided to go home with his bestfriend without telling us, but he didn’t. the school confirmed they saw him get on his school bus after the bell rang. but thats all we knew, the bus driver said that he had gotten off a stop early, my mother was frantically searching the neighbourhood for him. we never found him. it’s been two years and we’re still looking for him, he was such a beautiful boy, and i cant help but think the worst. he could be anywhere in the world by now, so please, reblog this, no matter where you’re from, you could save a life. xx
I hope they find him. This is so sad.
So, I’m an introvert. I spend a lot of time to myself and pretty much avoiding people. Even at work, and I teach a couple hours a day. When I’m not teaching I’m hunkered down in my cubicle, generally working on my own and avoiding confrontation with my coworkers, many of which are my friends.
It’s funny, my life. My brother used to say that introverts feel exhausted and sometimes ill after being exposed to and having to interact with large groups of people. I never gave that much thought until recently. I have noticed that after every occurrence with groups of friends or even just going out to dance (I like dancing by myself on occasion) the day or two afterwards, I am dead to the world.
I panic a lot. I’m get paranoid about leaving my apartment. I get cranky. I get headaches. It becomes painful and scary to go out into the world again.
I never noticed that that’s how my life has always been until recently. I also notice that I have a tremor in my arms and legs after being around a lot of people.
Online, I come off as a social butterfly until you meet me in real life and I keep to myself until a level of trust has been established.
And I hate when extroverts pose as introverts like that’s cool or something. It’s irritating. There’s nothing wrong with being either and lying isn’t going to make you seem cooler.
Anonymous said: What do you think about white people wearing native american head-dress (at music festivals and the like) or getting dreamcatcher tattoos? Just wondering what your stance on native american cultural appropriation is.
I think it’s sad but it’s something that can’t be stopped. I think it’s pathetic and it would be far more offensive if white people dressed like Africans. People would raise a stink about that. However, not as much with dressing like a Native American.
I find this pretty degrading to women. I suppose men are afforded a real audition that requires not pretending to masturbate a female character. I dunno. Maybe if I watch GOT I would understand why this is necessary.
don’t tell me religious appropriation isn’t a thing
i am tired of seeing the om symbol tattooed on ppl’s butts/wrists/whatever just because they feel so “spiritually awake”
the om symbol is very important in hinduism, jainism, and buddhism and seeing these religiously symbolic signs on places that they don’t belong really makes me feel uncomfortable.
just don’t do it! refraining from it wont kill you!! you’ll still be spiritually awake!!!
My brother has the om symbol tattooed on his chest by his heart. He is a recovering drug addict. He’s always been a believer of Buddhism and this tattoo was his gift to himself for deciding to kick his addiction.
You have no right to judge a person for why they get something tattooed on them. It’s none of your business why. It matters to no one what you think. A persons body is their own and they can decorate it however they want. They shouldn’t expect criticism or judgement from the likes of your or people like you.
Besides, if you’re going to make this claim, I hope you plan on having a bitch fest over how many people get crosses tattooed on themselves. I see that shit everywhere.