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When My: kirbykplay: this was a gift for a friend and honestly drawing it put me at peace except for when my computer shut down halfway through and i had to do the lineart again
When My: kirbykplay:

this was a gift for a friend and honestly drawing it put me at peace except for when my computer shut down halfway through and i had to do the lineart again

kirbykplay: this was a gift for a friend and honestly drawing it put me at peace except for when my computer shut down halfway through a...

When My: When my work bestie and I are trying to have a well needed catch up and a costumer interrupts us
When My: When my work bestie and I are trying to have a well needed catch up and a costumer interrupts us

When my work bestie and I are trying to have a well needed catch up and a costumer interrupts us

When My: also grown up me when my partner tries this…
When My: also grown up me when my partner tries this…

also grown up me when my partner tries this…

When My: also grown up me when my partner tries this…
When My: also grown up me when my partner tries this…

also grown up me when my partner tries this…

When My: When my mum feels cold
When My: When my mum feels cold

When my mum feels cold

When My: When my mum feels cold
When My: When my mum feels cold

When my mum feels cold

When My: RECIPE FOR ME thejoanglebook: thatsthat24:NEW ORIGINAL SONG: “Recipe for Me” 🌸 I am so incredibly proud of all the people who came together to make this song and video a reality. It’s turned out to be one of favorites and I hope it will be one of yours too. Enjoy!! https://youtu.be/qHOiIuJ_7Cs LYRICS:There are shouters, and murmurersLoan sharks and burglarsWho’s good or bad? Who’s to say?Some are lost, some are searchersSome are givers, some are earnersBut why did they all end up that way?Is it nature at play, or is it nurture?Is the teacher to blame, or is the learner?I’m all at seaI’m no authority on anything but meI couldn’t tell you why I am who I’ve becomeBut I can tell you the parts that make me up, and you can calculate the sumI’ll impart to you what I believe would be the recipe for meWaterFirst things first, you’d need a great deal of water to make me60 liters is roughly what you’d needIt accounts for 65 percent of my beingAnd cellsMy body’s composed of trillions and trillions of cellsPerforming an assortment of missions, and It’s important to mention that they house my DNAWhich makes me myselfThere’s an ebb and a flowI grow, then I see changesThere are rewrites, losses, gains, and rearrangementsIt’s all much more uncertain than I thought it would beWho knew there’d be so many ways to be me?StoriesAudience or presenter, add scores of stories over timeA slew of silly videos I shared onlineAnd journals full of narratives I wrote at age nineAnd still, I continue to write because I have more dreams to fulfillTales I hoped to tell when I was youngerIdeas that I haven’t made yet, but I willI’ll find my way with my willThere’s an ebb and a flowI grow, then I make changesThere are rewrites, losses, gains, and rearrangementsI’m so much more uncertain than I thought I would beWho knew there’d be so many ways to be me?EggsYou may laugh, and that’s greatYour smiles are what make my dayMy self-worth’s fragile like an eggWhen it breaks it’s tough to put together againAnd saltA pinch of salt in my wounds when my friends have had enough of meIt doesn’t help that I’m lacking subtlety when I drop hints that I crave their companyAlone…It’s hard to console myself when I feel so aloneI feel like I disappear, if I don’t shout “I’m here”If I don’t make my presence knownAnd if people see me hereAnd find my face unclearCan I help them to see me better?I know I can’t foresee the weatherSo will they accept me now or ever?Who knows?I hope so…But I’m good enoughWhatever I face, I can rest assured that better days awaitThe path to happiness isn’t a raceI’ll let my heart beat at its own paceSunshineHappy and bright, it nurtures the earth with it’s lightIts beaming smile helps buds to flowerI’ll take a dash of that for when friends feel sourAnd rainbowsA light shines through and every hue is on displaySave a pinch of that for a rainy dayAnd use it when the storm clouds go awayThere’s an ebb and a flowI grow, so I make changesThere are rewrites, losses, gains, and rearrangementsI’m so much more uncertain than I thought I would beBut I can see there’s no wrong way to be meNow I see there’s no wrong way to be meAnd I know putting this recipe to paper is unwiseAll of the ingredients are changing all the timeI know putting this recipe to paper is unwiseAll of the ingredients are changing all the timeChanging all the timeThey’re changing all the timeChanging all the timeI’m changing all the time
When My: RECIPE
 FOR
 ME
thejoanglebook:

thatsthat24:NEW ORIGINAL SONG: “Recipe for Me” 🌸 I am so incredibly proud of all the people who came together to make this song and video a reality. It’s turned out to be one of favorites and I hope it will be one of yours too. Enjoy!! https://youtu.be/qHOiIuJ_7Cs
LYRICS:There are shouters, and murmurersLoan sharks and burglarsWho’s good or bad? Who’s to say?Some are lost, some are searchersSome are givers, some are earnersBut why did they all end up that way?Is it nature at play, or is it nurture?Is the teacher to blame, or is the learner?I’m all at seaI’m no authority on anything but meI couldn’t tell you why I am who I’ve becomeBut I can tell you the parts that make me up, and you can calculate the sumI’ll impart to you what I believe would be the recipe for meWaterFirst things first, you’d need a great deal of water to make me60 liters is roughly what you’d needIt accounts for 65 percent of my beingAnd cellsMy body’s composed of trillions and trillions of cellsPerforming an assortment of missions, and It’s important to mention that they house my DNAWhich makes me myselfThere’s an ebb and a flowI grow, then I see changesThere are rewrites, losses, gains, and rearrangementsIt’s all much more uncertain than I thought it would beWho knew there’d be so many ways to be me?StoriesAudience or presenter, add scores of stories over timeA slew of silly videos I shared onlineAnd journals full of narratives I wrote at age nineAnd still, I continue to write because I have more dreams to fulfillTales I hoped to tell when I was youngerIdeas that I haven’t made yet, but I willI’ll find my way with my willThere’s an ebb and a flowI grow, then I make changesThere are rewrites, losses, gains, and rearrangementsI’m so much more uncertain than I thought I would beWho knew there’d be so many ways to be me?EggsYou may laugh, and that’s greatYour smiles are what make my dayMy self-worth’s fragile like an eggWhen it breaks it’s tough to put together againAnd saltA pinch of salt in my wounds when my friends have had enough of meIt doesn’t help that I’m lacking subtlety when I drop hints that I crave their companyAlone…It’s hard to console myself when I feel so aloneI feel like I disappear, if I don’t shout “I’m here”If I don’t make my presence knownAnd if people see me hereAnd find my face unclearCan I help them to see me better?I know I can’t foresee the weatherSo will they accept me now or ever?Who knows?I hope so…But I’m good enoughWhatever I face, I can rest assured that better days awaitThe path to happiness isn’t a raceI’ll let my heart beat at its own paceSunshineHappy and bright, it nurtures the earth with it’s lightIts beaming smile helps buds to flowerI’ll take a dash of that for when friends feel sourAnd rainbowsA light shines through and every hue is on displaySave a pinch of that for a rainy dayAnd use it when the storm clouds go awayThere’s an ebb and a flowI grow, so I make changesThere are rewrites, losses, gains, and rearrangementsI’m so much more uncertain than I thought I would beBut I can see there’s no wrong way to be meNow I see there’s no wrong way to be meAnd I know putting this recipe to paper is unwiseAll of the ingredients are changing all the timeI know putting this recipe to paper is unwiseAll of the ingredients are changing all the timeChanging all the timeThey’re changing all the timeChanging all the timeI’m changing all the time

thejoanglebook: thatsthat24:NEW ORIGINAL SONG: “Recipe for Me” 🌸 I am so incredibly proud of all the people who came together to make th...

When My: y'all don't read what happens for folks inside prisons, jails, and detention centers during power outages? I'm assuming they rely on generators? @anthoknees · 1h 27 11 59 y'all don't read @anthoknees fuck. Los Angeles Times Weeklong power outage at New York federal jail leaves inmates without heat or light in the cold Feb 2, 2019 · The Federal Bureau of Prisons said Saturday that work to restore power to a detention center in New York City where inmates have E The New York Times O No Heat for Days at a Jail in Brooklyn Where Hundreds of Inmates Are Sick and 'Frantic' Feb 1, 2019 · More than a thousand inmates at a federal jail in Brooklyn are ... in an email that the building experienced a partial power outage on ... Vice > en_us article > what-happe... When My Prison Lost Power It Was Like 'The Purge' in Real Life - VICE Apr 19, 2018 · It turned out that some electrical wiring caught fire outside the prison fence-line. We heard that it shouldn't take the power company any more .. galaxianbitch: galaxianbitch: fatehbaz: quiteliterallyhotsauce: Yup. Just like when Texas has all that flooding and didn’t evacuate the prisons. imprisoned people are also abandoned to sit in cells and drown during hurricanes when floodwaters inundate the prison And then there was Katrina I’m posting this cause so many of us followed Katrina minute by minute but so few people knew about this. Fuuuuuuuuck
When My: y'all don't read
 what happens for folks inside prisons, jails, and
 detention centers during power outages? I'm
 assuming they rely on generators?
 @anthoknees · 1h
 27 11
 59
 y'all don't read
 @anthoknees
 fuck.

 Los Angeles Times
 Weeklong power outage at New York federal jail
 leaves inmates without heat or light in the cold
 Feb 2, 2019 · The Federal Bureau of
 Prisons said Saturday that work to
 restore power to a detention center in
 New York City where inmates have

 E The New York Times
 O
 No Heat for Days at a Jail in Brooklyn Where
 Hundreds of Inmates Are Sick and 'Frantic'
 Feb 1, 2019 · More than a thousand
 inmates at a federal jail in Brooklyn are
 ... in an email that the building
 experienced a partial power outage
 on ...

 Vice > en_us article > what-happe...
 When My Prison Lost Power It Was Like 'The
 Purge' in Real Life - VICE
 Apr 19, 2018 · It turned out that some electrical wiring
 caught fire outside the prison fence-line. We heard that it
 shouldn't take the power company any more ..
galaxianbitch:
galaxianbitch:


fatehbaz:

quiteliterallyhotsauce:


Yup. Just like when Texas has all that flooding and didn’t evacuate the prisons.


imprisoned people are also abandoned to sit in cells and drown during hurricanes when floodwaters inundate the prison


And then there was Katrina 






I’m posting this cause so many of us followed Katrina minute by minute but so few people knew about this. 


Fuuuuuuuuck

galaxianbitch: galaxianbitch: fatehbaz: quiteliterallyhotsauce: Yup. Just like when Texas has all that flooding and didn’t evacuate...