An Accidental Extrovert

Wearing my mouth on my sleeve

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Who Rescued Whom? Shelter Dogs and Prison Inmates Give Each Other a New 'Leash' on Life

curtncurly:

Ok, I can’t remember who originally posted this, because I opened the link “to read later” this morning (sorryyyyyy, identify yourself!), but cripes, man. 

"Men who had not seen an animal in decades were openly emotional at the sight of the beautiful creatures before them. Just petting our dogs brought many to happy tears."

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Holy hell.

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Anonymous asked: I feel so useless sitting here. What can I do to help Ferguson??

megwhat:

wocinsolidarity:

natnovna:

there’s a bail and legal fund that’s been set up for those who’ve been arrested 

this person is trying to organize a food drive for school kids in ferguson

national moment of silence 2014 (for victims of police brutality) 

share the following: 

videos of what has happened

links to articles

how to make a tear gas mask

livestream link to the peaceful protests

Ferguson Police Department
Email (taken off the site) 

222 S. Florissant Road
Ferguson, MO 63135

Ph: 314-522-3100
Fx: 314-524-5290

***SIGNAL BOOST!!!!WAYS TO CONTRIBUTE***

The legal fund.  I can’t stress enough how important that legal fund is going to be for SO many people who have been arrested. 

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Today a beloved husband and father of three chose to end his life. He had money (and access to doctors and treatment and medicine) beyond what most of us could imagine. He was adored by millions, all of whom would have lined up to tell him how much his life mattered.

As someone who works very hard to keep depression at bay, this terrifies me. If you’re not familiar with the feelings that build and build until you think they might actually collapse your chest, consider yourself lucky.

(And for God’ sake, please stop telling people they can just choose happiness.)

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P.S.

After a few insanely stressful months of work where even coming up with 140 witty Twitter characters felt like a chore, I’d all but decided to retire my Tumblr. An extra-long line at DD this morning and some residual tears from Stuart Scott’s speech tipped the scales in the other direction, it seems.

(Plus my Instagram captions were getting too long and I was actually starting to use Facebook again…shudder.)

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