Pre-nap me: gosh I'm just a lil bit sleepy I could use me a lil nappy nap
Post-nap me: why.... Why do I exist in this world.... How do I know what is real... What is the truth.... I'm so thirsty

call out post to Nasa

stephendann:

rnashallah:

why arent u exploring the ocean its literally right underneath us ?? u can send a robot a million miles into space looking for aliens but not into the giant void that takes up the majority of the earth we live on?? please i am scared

NASA knows.  NASA has seen the dark beneath. NASA’s urgency to leave the planet grows ever stronger

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lexxerduglas:

pardonmewhileipanic:

caedons:

disaster-superhero-sluts:

jessicalprice:

mjandersen:

I have been here, multiple times!  By referring to the order as a “Little Rosa”, you don’t have to make as big a deal out of the fact that you’re seeking help.

And believe it or not, it gets better. Rosa’s also gives out sweatshirts to the homeless (or sells them to the general public) that has information on local soup kitchens and even computer training in the area, on an insert sewn inside the sweatshirt.

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Reblogged again for these excellent details.

Also you can buy slices for the homeless through their online store, from anywhere, not just PA!

here is the link for anyone who wants to buy slices for the homeless

thank you for the comment about buying online! I am in canada but would love to help

PLEASE SIGNAL BOOST

Tis the season!

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pettyrevenge:

Today I decided that I wanted to go see The Martian. I got there 50 minutes early and took my time picking the perfect spot. I decided to go the bathroom before the movie so I didn’t miss anything. On my way back with a soft pretzel in hand, I see a woman with her kids and she’s moving all of my stuff to a different seat so her and her kids can take my spot. I stomach it, grab my stuff and move to a different spot. While I’m sitting there eating my pretzel, I notice her and her kids all going to the bathroom. I seized the opportunity. I run, grab all their stuff, and move it to seats right in front of the entrance so they’ll see it as soon they walk in. The woman comes in, sees her stuff, looks at me, connects the dots, sees that all the other seats have been taken up, and now has been shooting me occasional death glances from the front row.

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