That’s enough unpacking for once day, I’m almost ready to call it a night at 3:48 am.
If you spend too much time thinking about a thing,
you’ll never get it done.
- Bruce Lee
Wearing a sundress all summer so I can be ready to lift it up and sit on your face at any given point.
I know the deal.
after an apparent attack by a fox, a street cat named bob was found injured and curled up in the hallway outside of a support housing flat in tottenham were james bowen, a recovering heroin addict and homeless busker, was staying. james took the cat in, got him to the rspca, and nursed him back to health using what little drug money he had for antibiotics.
but in the process, bob helped to nurse james back to health as well, giving him a reason to get up in the morning and get clean. since his recovery, bob has refused to leave james side, following him everywhere for the last six years.
thanks to a literary agent who passed him on the streets, james has since written an international bestselling book about his hardships and friendship with bob. “we’re two injured souls looking for someone we can trust,” james says. done in collaboration with the writer garry jenkins from an islington café, the book also attempts to dispel some of the social stigma that goes with homelessness.
It turns out there’s a man out there stealing Black women’s purses and then killing the Black women (whether they give up their purse or not).
Spread the word. Be Safe.
Gonna keep reblogging this, who’s ever is doing this is ruthless. He’s already killed four people. Be safe out there.
Its like 1:30 and I’m still up. I could keep unpacking, clean, or tske my ass to sleep. What should I do?
Working as a bartender I’ve heard tons of fucked up shit on a daily basis, all of which I bite my tongue at and remain professional, but tonight I finally lost my shit at a customer. He sat there and loudly bragged about torturing and killing several animals, making several customers around him…