My local rescue has a program called Book Buddies where kids read to sheltered cats to keep them from being lonely.
Level 1: I am afraid of facing the skeletons in my closet, and as a result, I am also afraid of life itself.
I am angry and bitter with others, because I do not feel whole or happy within my own skin. I’m not proud of myself, and I don’t know what it means to love myself. I try to fill…
i didn’t know there were 400k vegans on this site?You don’t have to be a vegan to be against animal cruelty
good morning, here’s your newspaper.
…and a little dance.
He’s so proud of himself.
“We just got a letter, we just got a letter, we just got a letter, i wonder who it’s from!”
my heart just melted
Jesse: You know, I don’t get it. Why would anyone paint a picture of a door, over and over again, like, dozens of times?
Jane: But it wasn’t the same.
Jesse: Yeah, it was.
Jane: It was the same subject, but it was different every time. The light was different, her mood was different. She saw something new every time she painted it.