qulumping

qulumping:

I’m in New York at the moment with my dad who has cerebral palsy, and every time we’ve got on the subway someone has offered him their seat, without fail.

Except when we got on at Wall Street. No one moved and when someone got off a bloke actually tried to push past him and get the seat


I’m telling you man, it’s the suits who are the bad guys, don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.

Is it acceptable for me to feel upset when people I know have deleted me as friends on Facebook? I know I haven’t spoken to them in a few years, but isn’t that what Facebook is for? For some of them I actually have genuine affection for, and even care about significant events that happen in their lives.

I feel like a 14yr old girl. But I look like this..