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My review of the original Ratchet and Clank, aka my favourite video game!
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Experience
We all hear about how teenagers don't have any life experiences and thus don't know how to make decisions. But really? I think the experiences of teenagers to people in their late 20s is the most relevant experience to how the world currently works.
Say Jimmy's granddad served in 'Naam and put himself through university and bought his own home. What does that have to do with today's world?
Jimmy's 16, trying to find a minimum wage job at McDonald's or some shit whilst trying to find an outlet for the harassment he's getting from his peers because he's gay.
We don't have any experience? How does YOUR experience fit in with today's society?
Rant over.

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Why is this the funniest thing Iâve ever seen
canât remember if iâve reblogged this before but i stumbled across it again at 9pm and am sitting here cryIN G, SO
listen i love greta thunberg i really do like what an icon BUT i think itâs absolutely ridiculous that she, a literal child, is being made to be the face of stopping climate change. and she obviously thinks its ridiculous too. iâve seen so many adults in power talking about how inspirational she is and everything, and then pretty much just stop there. it is EMBARRASSING that the 4.5 billion people over the age of 30 on earth right now are looking to one teenager to fix the problems they created. itâs not inspirational, itâs pathetic. Greta has to be so extremely aggravated with the amount of attention and lack of actual action from policymakers, because I sure am.Â

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A little update <3
I still read all of your lovely replies! I have not given up on art my friends! I have even started my own webcomic on webtoon! Itâs called Seth In Space and it would mean a lot to me if you would support me there! Love you all and happy halloween!!
W H O L E S O M E
iâm just gonna leave this here as a reminder that âhitting bottomâ doesnât mean âstaying on bottom for the rest of your life and dying as a piece of crapâ
I will never, ever, not reblog this.Â
*huggles RDJ* Anyone on here who loves him, someone posted an amazing story about him when he was younger. I wish knew where the link was so I could share it. Instead, itâs just cut and pasted below. If I find the link, Iâll replace it with that.
I will also say that I have read this several times now and it still makes me cry.
âTrue story: His Name is Robert Downey Jr.â by Dana Reinhardt
Iâm willing to go out on a limb here and guess that most stories of kindness do not begin with drug addicted celebrity bad boys.
   Mine does.
   His name is Robert Downey Jr.
   Youâve probably heard of him. You may or may not be a fan, but I am, and I was in the early 90âs when this story takes place.
   It was at a garden party for the ACLU of Southern California. My stepmother was the executive director, which is why I was in attendance without having to pay the $150 fee. Itâs not that I donât support the ACLU, itâs that I was barely twenty and had no money to speak of.
   I was escorting my grandmother. There isnât enough room in this essay to explain to you everything she was, I would need volumes, so for the sake of brevity I will tell you that she was beautiful even in her eighties, vain as the day is long, and whip smart, though her particular sort of intelligence did not encompass recognizing young celebrities.
   I pointed out Robert Downey Jr. to her when he arrived, in a gorgeous cream-colored linen suit, with Sarah Jessica Parker on his arm. My grandmother shrugged, far more interested in piling her paper plate with various unidentifiable cheeses cut into cubes. He wasnât Carey Grant or Gregory Peck. What did she care?
   The afternoonâs main honoree was Ron Kovic, whose story of his time in the Vietnam War that had left him confined to a wheelchair had recently been immortalized in the Oliver Stone film Born on the Fourth of July.
   I mention the wheelchair because it played an unwitting role in what happened next.
   We made our way to our folding chairs in the garden with our paper plates and cubed cheeses and we watched my stepmother give one of her eloquent speeches and a plea for donations, and there must have been a few other people who spoke but I canât remember who, and then Ron Kovic took the podium, and he was mesmerizing, and when it was all over we stood up to leave, and my grandmother tripped.
   Weâd been sitting in the front row (nepotism has its privileges) and when she tripped she fell smack into the wheelchair ramp that provided Ron Kovic with access to the stage. I didnât know that wheelchair ramps have sharp edges, but they do, at least this one did, and it sliced her shin right open.
   The volume of blood was staggering.
   Iâd like to be able to tell you that I raced into action; that I quickly took control of the situation, tending to my grandmother and calling for the ambulance that was so obviously needed, but I didnât. I sat down and put my head between my knees because I thought I was going to faint. Did I mention the blood?
   Luckily, somebody did take control of the situation, and that person was Robert Downey Jr.
   He ordered someone to call an ambulance. Another to bring a glass of water. Another to fetch a blanket. He took off his gorgeous linen jacket and he rolled up his sleeves and he grabbed hold of my grandmotherâs leg, and then he took that jacket that Iâd assumed heâd taken off only to it keep out of the way, and he tied it around her wound. I watched the cream colored linen turn scarlet with her blood.
   He told her not to worry. He told her it would be alright. He knew, instinctively, how to speak to her, how to distract her, how to play to her vanity. He held onto her calf and he whistled. He told her how stunning her legs were.
   She said to him, to my humiliation: âMy granddaughter tells me youâre a famous actor but Iâve never heard of you.â
   He stayed with her until the ambulance came and then he walked alongside the stretcher holding her hand and telling her she was breaking his heart by leaving the party so early, just as they were getting to know each other. He waved to her as they closed the doors. âDonât forget to call me, Silvia,â he said. âWeâll do lunch.â
   He was a movie star, after all.
   Believe it or not, I hurried into the ambulance without saying a word. I was too embarrassed and too shy to thank him.
   We all have things we wish weâd said. Moments weâd like to return to and do differently. Rarely do we get that chance to make up for those times that words failed us. But I did. Many years later.
   I should mention here that when Robert Downey Jr. was in prison for being a drug addict (which strikes me as absurd and cruel, but thatâs the topic for a different essay), I thought of writing to him. Of reminding him of that day when he was humanity personified. When he was the best of what we each can be. When he was the kindest of strangers.
   But I didnât.
   Some fifteen years after that garden party, ten years after my grandmother had died and five since heâd been released from prison, I saw him in a restaurant.
   I grew up in Los Angeles where celebrity sightings are commonplace and where I was raised to respect peopleâs privacy and never bother someone while theyâre out having a meal, but on this day I decided to abandon the code of the native Angeleno, and my own shyness, and I approached his table.
   I said to him, âI donât have any idea if you remember thisâŠâ and I told him the story.
   He remembered.
   âI just wanted to thank you,â I said. âAnd I wanted to tell you that it was simply the kindest act Iâve ever witnessed.â
   He stood up and he took both of my hands in his and he looked into my eyes and he said, âYou have absolutely no idea how much I needed to hear that today.â
OH MY GODâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠ..
reblog forever
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