if u cared about punch, please help sweet elderly opal the orangutan :( kids at the zoo throw things at her, shes all alone and her enclosure is boring and lifeless
Letz go even bigger and better,,,
ALL Female US Olympians and Paralympian medalists are invited out to celebrate in Viva Las Vegas for the SHE GOT GAME Weekend ,,,
Hit a guy up and LETZ GOOO
Being employed gives me too little free time, but being unemployed gives me too much free time. Ideally there would be a 3rd option that gives me just the right amount of free time.
i think the worst part is that i missed out on so many concerts as a kid because my family couldn’t afford it just to grow up, have my own money, and still be priced out of these opportunities
priced out of home and car ownership. priced out of travel. priced out of eating out. just go ahead and price me out of having fun too why not throw that on there. i only work every single fucking day of my life for the mere chance at doing things i love but no that’s fine.
going to a concert is supposed to be like when you’re going to a museum or the cinema btw, it’s supposed to be fun casual night out enjoying an art form, you’re not supposed to take out loans or max out your credit card for it,, wake up people
BREAKING: A letter from Alex Pretti’s Final Nursing Student:
“I was Alex Pretti’s final nursing student. He was my friend and my nursing mentor. For the past four months, I stood shoulder to shoulder with him during my capstone preceptorship at the Minneapolis VA Hospital. There he trained me to care for the sickest of the sick as an ICU nurse. He taught me how to care for arterial and central lines, the intricacies of managing multiple IVs filled with lifesaving solutions, and how to watch over every heartbeat, every breath, and every flicker of life, ready to act the moment they wavered. Techniques intended to heal.
Alex carried patience, compassion and calm as a steady light within him. Even at the very end, that light was there. I recognized his familiar stillness and signature calm composure shining through during those unbearable final moments captured on camera.
It does not surprise me that his final words were, “Are you okay?” Caring for people was at the core of who he was. He was incapable of causing harm. He lived a life of healing, and he lived it well.
Alex believed strongly in the Second Amendment and in the rights rooted in our Constitution and its amendments. He spoke out for justice and peace whenever he could, not only out of obligation, but out of a belief that we are more connected than divided, and that communication would bring us together.
I want his family to know his legacy lives on. I am a better nurse because of the wisdom and skills he instilled in me. I carry his light with me into every room, letting it guide and steady my hands as I heal and care for those in need.
Please honor my friend by standing up for peace, preferably with a cup of black coffee in hand and a couple of pieces of candy in your pocket, just as he would. He would remind you that caring for others is hard work, and we must do whatever it takes to get through the long shifts. Step outside with your dog, breathe in the world, hike or bike as he loved to do, and let yourself find peace in the quiet moments within nature. Stand up for justice and speak with those whose views differ from your own. Hold your beliefs with strength, but always extend love outward, even in the face of adversity.
Take one step, no matter how small, to help heal our world. Through these acts, carry his light forward in his name. Let his legacy continue to heal.”
its very difficult being a girl who is a pervert who is also deeply enamoured by human connection yet is also somehow apprehensive towards physical intimacy