Ramblings of a Nerdy Wage Slave...

Nathalie, 21, Animation, Ponies, Comics, Cosplay,Randomness

Apr 21
leafsfeelings:

choptail:

*SLAMS REBLOG BUTTON*

HIT REBLOG SO GODDAMN FAST

leafsfeelings:

choptail:

*SLAMS REBLOG BUTTON*

HIT REBLOG SO GODDAMN FAST

(via annielionheartedgirl)


(via tsundevil)


laughburnscalories:

me trying to reach my goals in life

laughburnscalories:

me trying to reach my goals in life

(via roguequinn7)


frozendailydose:

dosageofdisney:

I was not expecting that!

I don’t think anyone was expecting that!

frozendailydose:

dosageofdisney:

I was not expecting that!

I don’t think anyone was expecting that!

(via roguequinn7)


crimexturtle:

Spending my night ruining the free world

(via the-absolute-funniest-posts)


motivationforfitness:

r-dart:

My Dad isn’t a bad person, he’s just… old fashioned.

This is so much the outlook by many men on a woman’s hormonal fluctuation. As if there is no control. No matter what, women cannot have control of their bodies.

I hate this notion from both sides. Men for some stupid reason think we have no control over our bodies once a month which is rubbish, and I’ve heard women use “I’m PMSing” as a carte blanche excuse for all kinds of stupid behavior. 

(via missinterpretations)


the-unpopular-opinions:

The Healing place is a fucking joke. Hell, all shelters in my opinion are a fucking joke.
Now, please read carefully. I was in a bad environment at home. I was being emotionally abused by my father for years, more so when my parents got a divorce. I tried to move into a friends house, but he found out and yelled and screamed and threatened to drop me off in the middle of saint louis. So, when I got the chance, I flew out to see my boyfriend and I had decided I was going to stay in that state. I wasn’t going back. I knew with him still living at home, his parents wouldn’t keep me there so I had plans on just staying at a shelter til I got back on my feet. 
Every single shelter had a huge ass waiting list that went on for 6+ months. Every. Single. One. Called every possible shelter in the area and they all asked if I had a kid or was pregnant. I was so upset because, really, how many homeless women with kids/are pregnant are there??? I wouldn’t know but surely there were more kids who were homeless right? Well, I FINALLY found a shelter that allowed me to come in. It was all great at first, but then after a while, I started to realize it was hell. 
The Healing Place in Raleigh North Carolina was God aweful, poorly run and barely helped anyone. It was sad, really. There were two sections; one for overnighters(people like me needing a place to stay) and people in “the program”(they had problems with drugs and alcohol abuse). Though, I do understand why they were more lenient towards the program people being it was mainly a place for druggies, I just didn’t like how it was ran. 
1) Pass addicts who were in the program were the monitors. They always said “once an addict always an addict” so why the hell did they let these people run the place? Not to mention they all had a piss poor attitude and had a rude stick shoved so far up into their asses they couldn’t see straight.
2) People got kicked out for the stupidest reasons. Couldn’t make it to class(which I’ll explain later)? Cant get a bed. Took something to eat from the cafeteria and brought it to bed with you? Welp, you poor diabetic thing, you’re out on the streets again. Hell, there was a women there who was saying she didn’t like the food and she was “sent down the hill”!! 
3) Even if you weren’t in the program and had no addictions AT ALL you HAD to go. This prevented the actual homeless people to go out and apply for jobs or even go to interviews! If you didn’t go to class and sign the paper before each one started(there was two) then you could not get on the van or get a bus ticket to go to the shelter. 
4) Oooh the old women there… They had been there for years. YEARS. Still sitting on their asses thinking they were some goddess. They had their own beds and everything(you usually got a different bed all the time). It pissed me off when the monitors told us “young people” to all let the elderly and disabled sign the list first which is utter bullshit. Call me selfish, but why should I stay the night on a bench in the back of the women’s center when these elderly people can simply call up their son/daughter/relative and they can get money for a hotel(i’ve seen it happen quite a few times) 
5) They did NOT search the program people’s bags. Noooo, they searched OUR bags. The ones without the problem. And to rub salt in the wounds, it was the program people’s job to check our stuff. We weren’t allowed to have any electronics and were locked up. I couldn’t understand why the program people didn’t have their bags checked. Like, really, there was even an incident where someone found a broken crack pipe in the shower and the fingers were pointed to the overnighters. After the monitors mentioned the broken crack pipe, NOTHING was done. They were like “lolwell since no one did it i guess it’s fiiiiiine”. 
6) You weren’t allowed to keep your stuff in the shelter but the program people could. Many of us had large bags and suitcases but we had to drag it onto the bus and somehow stuff it into a van and had to take it EVERYWHERE unless you went to the women center(where we had our classes) and sign up for storage. 
7) They served expired food. I mean, I know it was all donated and I greatly appreciated it, but c’mon if you’re serving us stuff that can get us sick, that’s not right. But of course, you couldn’t breathe a word about it, even if it was expired or spoiled or else they’d send you “down the hill”. 
Of course there were other nit picky stuff that was a living hell too. Like, all the snoring, getting up at 5 am(mandatory) and only allowed to come back in at 3 or 4pm(can’t remember which) and the fact that someone stole my class ring but of course, living in a shelter there had to be rules, but I think the Healing Place is a sick and twisted shelter that needs to get their shit together. But not just them, I heard of other shelters that had bed bugs and were worse so I guess I should be thankful? Well, I am thankful now that I’m living with my aunt and I have a job and such.
WAY Tdrl; The Healing Place is NOT a good shelter in the slightest and I think all other shelters are no better. 

This country really needs to re-evaluate how it handles the homelessness problem that they so desperately keep trying to sweep under the rug. 

the-unpopular-opinions:

The Healing place is a fucking joke. Hell, all shelters in my opinion are a fucking joke.

Now, please read carefully. I was in a bad environment at home. I was being emotionally abused by my father for years, more so when my parents got a divorce. I tried to move into a friends house, but he found out and yelled and screamed and threatened to drop me off in the middle of saint louis. So, when I got the chance, I flew out to see my boyfriend and I had decided I was going to stay in that state. I wasn’t going back. I knew with him still living at home, his parents wouldn’t keep me there so I had plans on just staying at a shelter til I got back on my feet. 

Every single shelter had a huge ass waiting list that went on for 6+ months. Every. Single. One. Called every possible shelter in the area and they all asked if I had a kid or was pregnant. I was so upset because, really, how many homeless women with kids/are pregnant are there??? I wouldn’t know but surely there were more kids who were homeless right? Well, I FINALLY found a shelter that allowed me to come in. It was all great at first, but then after a while, I started to realize it was hell. 

The Healing Place in Raleigh North Carolina was God aweful, poorly run and barely helped anyone. It was sad, really. There were two sections; one for overnighters(people like me needing a place to stay) and people in “the program”(they had problems with drugs and alcohol abuse). Though, I do understand why they were more lenient towards the program people being it was mainly a place for druggies, I just didn’t like how it was ran. 

1) Pass addicts who were in the program were the monitors. They always said “once an addict always an addict” so why the hell did they let these people run the place? Not to mention they all had a piss poor attitude and had a rude stick shoved so far up into their asses they couldn’t see straight.

2) People got kicked out for the stupidest reasons. Couldn’t make it to class(which I’ll explain later)? Cant get a bed. Took something to eat from the cafeteria and brought it to bed with you? Welp, you poor diabetic thing, you’re out on the streets again. Hell, there was a women there who was saying she didn’t like the food and she was “sent down the hill”!! 

3) Even if you weren’t in the program and had no addictions AT ALL you HAD to go. This prevented the actual homeless people to go out and apply for jobs or even go to interviews! If you didn’t go to class and sign the paper before each one started(there was two) then you could not get on the van or get a bus ticket to go to the shelter. 

4) Oooh the old women there… They had been there for years. YEARS. Still sitting on their asses thinking they were some goddess. They had their own beds and everything(you usually got a different bed all the time). It pissed me off when the monitors told us “young people” to all let the elderly and disabled sign the list first which is utter bullshit. Call me selfish, but why should I stay the night on a bench in the back of the women’s center when these elderly people can simply call up their son/daughter/relative and they can get money for a hotel(i’ve seen it happen quite a few times) 

5) They did NOT search the program people’s bags. Noooo, they searched OUR bags. The ones without the problem. And to rub salt in the wounds, it was the program people’s job to check our stuff. We weren’t allowed to have any electronics and were locked up. I couldn’t understand why the program people didn’t have their bags checked. Like, really, there was even an incident where someone found a broken crack pipe in the shower and the fingers were pointed to the overnighters. After the monitors mentioned the broken crack pipe, NOTHING was done. They were like “lolwell since no one did it i guess it’s fiiiiiine”. 

6) You weren’t allowed to keep your stuff in the shelter but the program people could. Many of us had large bags and suitcases but we had to drag it onto the bus and somehow stuff it into a van and had to take it EVERYWHERE unless you went to the women center(where we had our classes) and sign up for storage. 

7) They served expired food. I mean, I know it was all donated and I greatly appreciated it, but c’mon if you’re serving us stuff that can get us sick, that’s not right. But of course, you couldn’t breathe a word about it, even if it was expired or spoiled or else they’d send you “down the hill”. 

Of course there were other nit picky stuff that was a living hell too. Like, all the snoring, getting up at 5 am(mandatory) and only allowed to come back in at 3 or 4pm(can’t remember which) and the fact that someone stole my class ring but of course, living in a shelter there had to be rules, but I think the Healing Place is a sick and twisted shelter that needs to get their shit together. But not just them, I heard of other shelters that had bed bugs and were worse so I guess I should be thankful? Well, I am thankful now that I’m living with my aunt and I have a job and such.

WAY Tdrl; The Healing Place is NOT a good shelter in the slightest and I think all other shelters are no better. 

This country really needs to re-evaluate how it handles the homelessness problem that they so desperately keep trying to sweep under the rug. 


thisurltotallysucks:

dion-thesocialist:

It’s hilarious that we live in a society that will shame you for how much sex you have and for the junk food you eat. Like, wow, how dare you eat delicious foods and have orgasms, you’re a monster. Enjoy your miserable life filled with pleasures.

image

(via cinna-bunnie)


I always wanted a brother.

(via elsathesassysnowqueen)


modmad:

there’s literally no way to redeem these two

but I figured that some of the people who were responsible for them might as well get paid a visit

(via cold-candle)


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