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hunterstimelordssociopaths879:

Today was the last day of school for me. I set off with a mission-to see how many times I could theoretically be dress coded with one outfit. Why did I choose today? Because it was the last day of school and teachers are really lax on the dress code. Why did I do it in the first place? Fun, when…

My friend got dress coded for wearing shorts that were clearly past the length of your arms’ extension. The same day I wore shorts with a shirt that was too long so if I hadn’t tied it it would have gone past the bottom of my shorts. Everyone else was wearing the exact same thing, and the one who got caught hadn’t done anything wrong. Suffice to say, I think my parents care more about what I wear than the school does. 

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castielcampbell:

r3adytogivetheprofile:

i will reblog this every time

I worked with a lady that came into work one day with no hair. No one mentioned it, no one talked about it. She was wearing a bandana so we all knew she was bald.

But I have ADD, and not so great control of my impulsiveness. Finally, near the end of the night I asked. “So… can I ask, what happened to your hairs?”

She smiled and hugged me. I was the only person with the cajones to ask. “My best friend is pregnant, already has a 4 yr old, and was diagnosed with cancer, and her boyfriend left her because it was too much. So I’ve been helping her out, being supportive. And I promised her if she started losing her hair I would shave my head too.”

“Last night she called me, crying because her hair was falling out in clumps. I told her I’d be there in 10 minutes. She shaved me first, then I her.”

It’s the most supportive thing she could think to do.