Trump in 5

I just saw a very sick USA jersey but I don’t want to look like a nationalist

Unfinished latte art of barista who died of long covid

They be having more fun in the HIV commercials than I do in real life

I take this starving artist shit seriously bro

Me right now open.spotify.com/track/6ncrd…

Pretty good hair day despite it being 90 degrees

I bet the word could have fit in a cup if we never lost pangea

I was dating this girl last summer and we got in a fight because I said esports isn’t a sport

To everyone so eager to cancel someone for a tattoo they got at age 22, a drunk text, a selfie they took in the middle of a mental health crisis: Show us your laptop. Show us your iCloud. Open your entire digital life to your worst enemy. No context. No filter. No explanation. You won’t. You won’t because you know what I know. Any one of us, frozen at our worst moment, photographed in our lowest hour, looks like a monster. Looks like a stranger. Looks like someone who deserves to be cast out. That is not who we are. My mom and baby sister were killed in a car accident when I was just a kid. Cancer took my brother Beau, my best friend and my rock. I battled alcoholism. I battled addiction. I chose the coward’s way out more times than I can count. For years I believed the defining chapters of my life were written by tragedy, loss, and shame. I no longer believe that. Pain can shape us. Loss can humble us. Failures can leave scars that never fully fade. But none of them have the authority to define us. And it sure as hell ain’t the critic that counts. That authority belongs to us alone-the person in the arena. Every setback presents a choice. Play the victim, or cut the bullshit and take ownership for who we become next. Life does not determine our character. It reveals it. Again and again we are asked the same question. When shit happens, what next? We are not defined by what happened to us. We are not defined by the worst photo, the worst text, the worst tattoo, the worst night. We are defined by the person we choose to become. And by the courage to choose that person, every single day. So before you reach for the gavel - show us your laptop. You won’t. The whole world saw mine. And I am still here. Still becoming. Still choosing. Still standing. That is the only definition that matters.

RT @jailedamanda: The thing about illegal immigration is that like oh my god who give a shit

RT @EvanJSantiago: wow... even club chalamet has forsaken him. it's officially over.

Thank you so much to everyone who donated towards getting my student’s their kids meals at the Mets game! I was able to get 17 kids meals that included chicken tenders and fries in a souvenir Mets cap with an apple juice. We are so appreciative of your generosity! 🥹🥰💙🧡

Everyone always talking about “talent density” in Silicon Valley when we really should be talking about how 80% of pretzels in America come from a small region of Pennsylvania

Love Island cast are better than me I would be mentally drained and need to reset on my own after day one

Stray cats need to stop coming around because I can’t stop feeding them and making them beds and getting attached to them

Coming home from Trader Joe’s and having a little bite of everything I just got

I’m reminded just how much I hate having boobs once it starts to get hot and humid outside

Americans love cars because they combine their two favorite things: sitting down and killing people