DO GOOD RECKLESSLY

I think my boss knows I shouldn’t be around children or wasn’t meant to be around kids because one of my kindergarteners said he was going eat a rock and I’m like “yeah man, keeping that vitamins original, I can dig that, but let me look at first” and chucked the rock like 40 feet and was like “oooh man, now you gotta settle for whatever they feed you, like pizza or whatever.” , I wish that lady would tell me when she’s in the playground because I’m literally the most unorthodox teacher

having parents that were really angry and petty and abusive when you were young is weird, because it makes part of you grow up to want to be kind, to generate good things, to be a source of peace and wellbeing for others; but it makes another part of you grow up to be quick, and sharp, and spiteful, and that’s always the part that shows itself first in a hard situation, so it’s a struggle between your hateful gut reactions and your wish to not add any more misery to the world. it’s a hard balance, and the people who really, really know me - i know they see that anger flash in my eyes before i quiet it, if i quiet it…i want to overcome years of conditioning, and with gentle, constant force, i know i’ll mellow it. it just takes time.

sometimes ‘brb’ stands for ‘be ready bitch’ so you have to be careful

I want those fucking shoes man

oscar isaac responding with “fucking unreal” to being stabbed in ex machina is still to this day the most relatable moment in film history

wtf- want to fight dtf- down to fight af: always fighting iagtfts- i am going to fight the sun