When I was 13 I had a huge crush on this Mexican high school kid. I simped for him so hard that I was willing to help him change his pfp on MySpace cuz he didn’t know how. The pfp he gave me was him throwing up the 909 gang sign, and his MySpace pw was “Nazip0wer”
Restaurants are over. The cost of ingredients are only going up with the quality only plummeting. Staff are exhausted/underpaid and they resent you for it, so now the service is worse than ever. You resent them for it bc now you can’t justify spending so much money for this shit
Food $200
Data $150
Rent $800
Giving money to screaming homeless people $3,600
Utility $150
someone who is good at the economy please help me budget this. my family is dying
I don't know about you, but if I could spend $100 to keep somebody from being strangled to death, I'd happily hand over $100. So if you see someone in distress in public, before you strangle them to death, consider just giving them $100.
Getting chased around the house by ICE as my Mexican peasant dress keeps slipping off while the Benny Hill theme song plays, giggling and squealing because I think we’re just playing some silly game until the black sack goes over my head and I get yanked into the van
Company: tell us why you want to work for us.
Me: because I’m in love with your company. I want to kiss your company. I want to have sex with your company.
When I was a kid someone called social services on my parents and social workers had to search through our house cuz my brother saw the DARE ad in class and told his teacher that my dad did drugs every morning
Walking down the street and a truck pulls up next to me and whistles at me. The guy driving offers me a ride and I say sure why not but he throws me in the back with the day laborers and takes me to the job site.
The homeless man said “alright, not bad” as I walked by so I took his liquor bottle, cracked it against the wall, and used the broken glass to slit my wrists.
mopping up my tears with my hair as I crawl on the floor, dragging myself to his feet and then clutching myself around his legs, shaking and crying as I beg the toxic crazy ass white boy for just one more fuck
Why Are Latinos Always Late?
I have a theory - The Spanish Language simply doesn't have precise words around time -
Which causes the Spanish-speaking brain to not be able to conceptualize time the same way other languages do.
Here are my thoughts 🧵 ⬇️
Video & audio calls coming to X:
- Works on iOS, Android, Mac & PC
- No phone number needed
- X is the effective global address book
That set of factors is unique.
I’m ok with doing away with affirmative action because, as a Latina, I was raised to believe that no one is gonna care about your sob story. They’re gonna care if you work hard. You should be rewarded for your merits.