A Sibling Relationship Is Justi Love You Beyond My Own Life But Ill Never Say It Plusill Kill You Over

a sibling relationship is just “i love you beyond my own life but i’ll never say it” plus “i’ll kill you over a stolen shirt don’t even fucking test me” plus “inside jokes and secret language” plus “i literally do not understand the dark recesses of your mind what the fuck are you made from” plus the occasional “oh my god please don’t eat tha - spit it OUT SPIT IT OUT” 

Hi bitches!! I need your wisdom; I recently accepted a job offer for a job I did not want to do (a customer service specialist for a bank) that doesn’t start until late November. However, I recently was offered a position that I do want at a different company that starts next week. Is there a polite way to rescind my acceptance of the bank job when I’ve already started signing papers?

YES, CHILD! Don’t hesitate. Talk to Job A right away and tell them Job B has just made you a better offer. That way they’ll have time to replace you before November. Here’s a script:

“I apologize for the inconvenience, but I’m going to have to back out of my employment with [Job A]. I’ve just been made a better offer by [Job B] beginning much sooner, and I am not in a financial position to refuse. I regret that we won’t be able to work together, but I appreciate your understanding. Thank you for the opportunity.”

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A small guide to anyone that’s feeling overwhelmed and want to clear out their mind. Hope this helps :) Stay safe and hope you have a lovely day/night 

Sometimes its the only way for your pride to come out. And what enters, is humility.

Life's greatest mystery

how do i overthink so much and then Still make the wrong decision

“I need and want to give the intimacy we achieve with words. But words are complex: at times too powerful or fragile or simply wrong; and they are affected by a tone of voice, a gesture of a hand, a light in the eyes. And words are sometimes autonomous little demons who like to form their own parade and march away, leaving us behind.”

— Andre Dubus, “On Charon’s Wharf”, Broken Vessels: Essays (via soracities)