If real life was like The Sims
OH THATS WHAT IT WAS
I think all of us thought we were reading the most fucked up post on tumblr and halfway through realized what it was

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If real life was like The Sims
OH THATS WHAT IT WAS
I think all of us thought we were reading the most fucked up post on tumblr and halfway through realized what it was

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This is the money Patrick. Reblog so money will come your way
“I’m getting back in line.”
OKAY but i just reblogged this last night and guess what i got today from my workplace’s self-audit!
THANK YOU PATRICK FOR FREE MONEY
BLESS ME PATRICK
PATRICK I HAVE NEVER STRAYED YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVED YOU
@billshitposts
*rolls sleeves* aight dude lets get me some money
Can i just *Gets in line*…there
Can I just.. Scuse me .
come on patrick lets do this
Patrick ma Negus
Would certainly ease a lot of stress.
Reblog in 10 seconds and $1700 will come your way
I have nothing to lose and 1700$ to gain
How did this cat make so much money
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got an interview tomorrow
I just got hired, reblog this to manifest the job u want into reality
#GrowingUpUgly When guys in middle school would get dared by their friends to ask you out and see if you say yes as a joke
How about growingupugly and then turning out sort of okay looking but you don’t know for sure because your self esteem is shot and you’re convinced you look awful?
#GrowingUpUgly Being so wholly convinced of your hideousness that as an adult you now literally cannot even imagine that someone would pay you a compliment and mean it; the only conceivable thing that could be happening is that they’re either a) taking the piss like the boys in school used to or b) so repulsed by you that they feel sorry for you and are telling you you’re pretty because they think you need to hear it.
I don’t know if this helps, but I’d like to say it anyway just in case it does.
None of you were ugly.
The other day I found a class picture from fourth grade and I looked everyone in it, and then I saw the “ugly girl” – the one people constantly harassed, whose desk kids would pretend was contaminated, the one kids would invent complex songs about just to voice their disgust toward her.
And she looked like a normal little girl.
She looked no different than the rest of the class.
She was never ugly. And I know that you may be thinking to yourself “but I WAS ugly” – I just want you to consider for a moment that maybe you weren’t.
Maybe you were tormented by your peers for no reason except that they were experimenting with and learning the rules of callous human cruelty that would define the rest of their lives – and recognizing this, the adults who should have protected you, let it happen. Cruelty and social shaming – the foundations of how human beings police their society is learned and it is practiced.
Since I’ve become an adult, I don’t recall ever seeing an “ugly” kid. Kids are all just strange-looking works in progress that the artist seems to have abandoned intending to finish them later.
I want you to think about our racist and unhealthy “standards of beauty”. Are any of the things that society fixates on as “ugly” truly ugly? No. We take things that are beautiful and we associate them with ugliness and badness and coarseness – to control them – to batter the will of the already oppressed down to the point where they think the abuse they receive is justified.
The children who demeaned you were learning to crush the human spirit to the point where the target internalizes all that hate and keeps hating themselves even when the bullies are no longer there. Those children were learning the sadism that defines our social hierarchy – we live in a culture where success is achieved through exploiting others.
No one deserves to be treated that way. LGBT children shouldn’t grow up ashamed of themselves. Black children shouldn’t grow up thinking white children are inherently prettier.
You were not ugly. You were told you were ugly so that people could have an “excuse” to target you, to ostracize you, to other you, and to abuse you.
An “ugly child” wouldn’t know they were ugly until someone TOLD them they were. They don’t grow up ugly, they grow up emotionally abused.
And still if you feel that you were the exception and you were objectively and unquestionably so ugly as a child that everyone noticed – even if you feel you are still that ugly now…
That doesn’t mean you don’t deserve love. It doesn’t mean you won’t find love, and trust and happiness.
You are worthy of respect. You have worth. You have value.
And if the rest of the world doesn’t seem to notice your worth – look at the evil and vile things the world does value and count yourself lucky not to be among that number.
There are people who will see your worth. There are people who will look at you and not see “ugliness” – they will see a friend, a mentor, a hero and even, yes, a lover.
If no one else says it today, and even if you can’t say it yourself, I would like to tell you that you are not ugly. That you were not ugly. That you did nothing wrong. That you did not deserve to be treated the way that you have been and that you deserve happiness and love and respect. And you will find it.
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I pray that everyone who likes/reblogs this gets the job they’re looking for. 🙏🙏🙏🙏Good vibes sent 💸💸💸💸💸
I NEED THIS SO BAD RIGHT NOW
I no lie just got hired today!! I am amazed.
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Omg bless
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GOD BLESS THIS POST
Please
GUYS I BELIEVE THIS WORKED FOR ME I JUST GOT THE JOB OPPORTUNITY OF MY LIFE!!!
In process! I will let you know if I get the job!
Job Interview today,I need this
It really worked
Not missing this chance to not reblog this. Send all the good juju my way, I need it& bad!!!
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Need this
Ooh yes I applied today
Need it
I GOT THE JOB WANTED PLUS SOME INTERNSHIPS!!!
THIS WORKS!!!!!
Lmao I’m glad my blessings are reaching people
So true believe in him
Work in my favor!!!
please I just had an interview and I really need this or another job asap 🙏🙏🙏
Bless 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾
Praying for y'all ✊🏾💙
Point your hand toward this post!!!!!! 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾
I GOT THE JOB BRUH 😭😭😭😭😭😭 I WAS SO HAPPY
I need this 😩🙏🏾
Well I just got my summer hours and my checks finna be liiiitttt!!!
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jesus work
Hope I get itttt
Have an interview tomorrow wish me luck!!!!!
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For that "glitch in the matrix" thing going around
Not me, but my mom.
In 1972, she ran away from home. She was gone for several months, and when she got home my grandmother started shaking her and screaming about how someone had told her my mother had no shoes and my grandmother was sure it meant my mom was dead.
She finally calms down, and they piece it together: my grandmother had gotten a phone call from someone who breathed two or three times, said “Cathy’s in bare feet,” and hung up. Except that’s not what they said–my grandmother had written the date in on her calendar, and on that date my mother was in Bare Feet, Arizona. She knew definitively that she was in Bare Feet because on that date she called home to talk to my grandfather, who told her Uncle Jim had died–“got himself shot”–and that she had missed the funeral. Ready for the glitch in the matrix part? Here we go:
–My grandfather had no recollection of the conversation–which would have been a strange conversation indeed, since Uncle Jim was still alive and, in fact, didn’t die until 2009, eight years after my grandfather. However, my mom did miss the funeral, thanks to a delayed flight. Cause of death? Supposedly, it was suicide, but there were enough indications for the family to believe that was a pile of horseshit, not least that shooting himself in the head with the rifle indicated would’ve been near-impossible.
–My mom was going by the name Patricia Danko when she was on the run–she had a fake ID and everything. She hadn’t called herself “Cathy” since leaving home and nobody knew she was traveling under an alias.
–According to my mom, she never gave a name for herself–either Patricia or Cathy–when she was in Bare Feet, and she would’ve had no reason to. Bare Feet had maybe a hundred people in it, and they were just stopping for food and gas.
–This isn’t just an account from my mother–my dad was with her at the time, and he remembers both the phone call and the truckstop.
But that’s not the weirdest nor the creepiest part, which is this:
–I’ve been trying for three years to find Bare Feet, Arizona–on the Internet, on old maps, by talking to old Arizona cowboys, and there was never a Bare Feet, Arizona. My mom convinced my dad to drive “through Bare Feet” on the way back from Texas in 2013 and there was no town anywhere along the highway, not even the abandoned bones of one. I’ve looked for Bare Feet, Barefeet, Bear Feet, Bare Feat, Bare Foot, Barefoot, and Bear Foot. None of these exist.
My mother stopped in a town that doesn’t exist, ate in a restaurant that never was, made a phone call that could not have happened and was apparently answered by a ghost from 40 years in the future, and later that night someone called my grandmother from a number that turned up on her phone bill only as a pay phone in Arizona to say that single sentence, “Cathy’s in Bare Feet.”
I didn’t initially want to reblog things here, but this is just too far up my alley. I think I’ll start collecting stories of incidents like this, weirdling magic at its most potent.
reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)
This is the crystal hand of prosperity. Reblog in 300 seconds to have a year of good money management and raises. ⬆💱⬆💲💰💲⬆💱⬆
I started this last year so let’s do this again this year.
I hope you find love in 2017!
I hope you find peace in 2017
I hope you find courage and kindness in 2017
Hope you find an impeached president in 2017
I hope your skin clears up and glows in 2017
I hope you watch awesome movies in 2017
I hope you find the power of friendship and love in 2017
I hope you pass all your classes in 2017
I hope the career path you choose only leads to success in 2017
I hope you find what you’re looking for in 2017
I hope you find tranquility in 2017
I hope you do what makes you happy in 2017
I hope my health problems become cured in 2017
I hope everyone have very great sex this year and eat very good food
I hope you put yourself first this year.
I hope you find yourself this year
I hope you make amazing friends in 2017
I hope you laugh a lot in 2017
I hope your mental health improves in 2017

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you cant eat chicken and then get upset because someone eats dog
its literally the exact same thing except you have an emotional attachment to dogs
Never seen a chicken fetch tho
This just in: Animals deserve to live only in so far as they can play fetch. Next up: “My cat wouldn’t catch a frisbee so I ate him” -local woman reveals all at ten.
this makes me feel like i’m sitting somewhere like a stairwell or bathroom outside of a christmas party i’m not really feeling and while i thought coming here might be fun and good for me it’s just made me realize how isolated i really am from people
this shit will give you an existential crisis.