— Serena, Gossip Girl
Because not all those unwanted babies are cute little healthy white babies that apparently Jesus cherishes so much.
I find this infographic interesting. I find this comment, however, extremely offensive.
I am a Catholic woman who hopes to foster children (and potentially adopt) in addition to having biological children. The races, genders, and sexual orientations do not matter to me. And I know that the majority of the religious people I know do not consider “cute little healthy white babies” the only ones Jesus loves. Jesus loves all of us.
Maybe those who are religious are not always showing the love that we should. I know that I don’t. But I also know that I try. And none of us, religious or not, black, white, brown, or any other shade, female, male, or any other gender, has any right to judge an entire group of people for any reason. We can never know what goes on behind closed doors. And we can never know what another person is going through.
Ignorance attacking what they define as ignorance does not create knowledge. It just spreads hate.
(Source: christinsanity, via thriftedsweaters)
— I love my roommate.
Drinking pomegranate green tea in bed while watching Gossip Girl before I have to get up and clean my disaster of a room and car.
Thoroughly enjoying the beginning of my day off work.
I’m an odd kind of sad, that quiet kind where you can smile and be bubbly and it hides itself in your eyes. The kind of sad where you want to cry but you know it won’t be much and there won’t be a sense of relief. It’s that strange sense of loss when something you were used to, a part of your comfort zone, is missing. But it’s not gone. It’s just gone someplace else. And you know it needs to go, but that doesn’t make it any easier.
You would think after all my experiences with death I would be better equipped to handle it. Yet still, when given the choice, I choose to pretend the loss isn’t there until it sneaks up on me.
I will miss you.
When my advisor asks me what my interests are in order to pick a 4th credit
I’m like:
Things I’m really good at: sleeping.
I am becoming convinced that my one roommate only uses our bathroom when she knows I have something to do.
This passive-aggressive game is charming, dear, but I have to get to work. If I am late for work because you decided to curl your hair at the same time I was talking with Devin about me going to shower I will probably punch you in the face.
The end of May literally cannot come soon enough.
From the July 15th Harrisburg Patriot News.
This makes me sad :(
I can’t quite describe how this makes me feel. It’s an odd feeling for sure.
(via all-kinds-of-mistakes)
My friends are so appropriate
- K: I'm wearing this lipgloss that tastes like peaches. It's like magic.
- T: If you had underwear that did that would be magic
I had cute makeup but didn’t end up going out so I had to memorialize it. Even though it’s dark :)
I love my job
- 6 year old: Thank you, come again
- Me: I have to come again. I work here. You guys are the ones who should come again.
- 6 year old: Dad, I just got told by a girl
- Dad: (chuckling) Yes, you did just get told by a girl
Even if I don’t believe in horoscopes, that’s kind of convenient. Heyo, vet.
(via zodiacsociety)
WE NEED YOUR HELP TO SAVE OUR LITTLE GUY!!
If you’re not familiar with him yet, this is Andy Appleton and he needs you. Andy was diagnosed with cancer this month and will be undergoing chemotherapy soon, as he’s only a young fella at 4 years old. We need your help with vet bills! Please do whatever you can to save Andy! Donate/reblog/share on facebook/email chain, any help is appreciated. Just help us save our favorite little weenie!! THANK YOU!!
Bleeding heart for animals that I am, I clearly donated. I would hate for this little pup to not be able to be saved just because his family couldn’t afford to treat him.
