You’re welcome

That was their “gay scene”?

wack, this is practically homophobic

Moonlight is scalped

jennifer lawrance is shook

THAT WAS IT? THAT WAS ITTTT? THAT WASNT A DANCE????? WHAT THE FUCK?

Job Train

I pray that everyone who likes/reblogs this gets the job they’re looking for. 🙏🙏🙏🙏Good vibes sent 💸💸💸💸💸

I NEED THIS SO BAD RIGHT NOW

I no lie just got hired today!! I am amazed.

Originally posted by thecynicalcrayon

Omg bless

Originally posted by jeunefillebiensoustousrapports

GOD BLESS THIS POST

Please

GUYS I BELIEVE THIS WORKED FOR ME I JUST GOT THE JOB OPPORTUNITY OF MY LIFE!!!

In process! I will let you know if I get the job!

Job Interview today,I need this

It really worked

Not missing this chance to not reblog this. Send all the good juju my way, I need it& bad!!!

@insertepithethere

Need this

Ooh yes I applied today

Need it

I GOT THE JOB WANTED PLUS SOME INTERNSHIPS!!! 

THIS WORKS!!!!!

Lmao I’m glad my blessings are reaching people

So true believe in him

Work in my favor!!!

please I just had an interview and I really need this or another job asap 🙏🙏🙏

Bless 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾

Praying for y'all ✊🏾💙

Point your hand toward this post!!!!!! 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾

I GOT THE JOB BRUH 😭😭😭😭😭😭 I WAS SO HAPPY

I need this 😩🙏🏾

Well I just got my summer hours and my checks finna be liiiitttt!!!

jesus work

Hope I get itttt

Amen

Have an interview tomorrow wish me luck!!!!!

“Why are you shaking your leg?”

Anxiety

“Why are you so shy?”

Anxiety

“Why don’t you try new things?”

Anxiety

“Why-”

ANXIETY

New meme:

type in “I’m” in the tags and use the first tag that appears

*seductively flips leg hair* 

While putting your favorite condiment on a sandwich, you accidentally make a magical occult symbol and summon a demon.

You silently take two more slices of bread out of the package and make another sandwich. You put it on a plate with a handful of potato chips and hand it to the demon. He takes the sandwich, smiles and vanishes in a puff of demonic smoke. The next day you get that job promotion you were after. There was no contract. No words spoken. You owe nothing. But every now and then, another demon pops in for lunch. Demons don’t often get homemade sandwiches. 

Can I keep this going? I’m going to keep this going.

It would be a little annoying, if they weren’t so nice about it. You don’t know what you expected demons to be like, but you certainly didn’t expect them to be nice about it. There’s no demands, no voices like wailing babies, no blood on the walls (well, there was that one time, but Balthazak was very apologetic about the whole thing and cleaned it up right quick). Just the occasional demon stopping by for lunch. In fact, you could almost forget that they weren’t just ordinary people, the way they act. Nice people, too. 

You start talking with them, as time goes on. In the beginning you carefully pick your words so they couldn’t be spun to even imply a contract or reference a soul, but when they seem politely eager to have a normal chat, your words become a bit looser. You even begin gossiping with them - turns out, demons have breakroom gossip just like anyone else. You listened to Rek’ththththtyr’s account of Drokyarix’s torrid affair with Irkilliz, and Ferkiyan didn’t even know what Drory was doing behind his back, poor dear, and you kept quiet and let Ferkiyan cry on your shoulder after Drokyarix finally broke up with him (the shirt was a bit of a loss, demon tears are ruinous to cloth, but Ferkiyan’s a good sort and you couldn’t just turn him away). You even managed to talk him down from going and starting a fight with Irkiliz, who didn’t even know that Drokyarix was in a relationship, and who was almost as horrified as Rek’ththththtyr. 

After that event in particular, you start to get a sort of a reputation as a place where a demon can come to relax, talk, and - of course - get a sandwich. Your sandwich-making skills have really improved since this whole thing began. Your luck seems to have improved too - you’re not sure if you can attribute the whole thing to the sandwiches and the reputation, but you don’t really want to know anyway. 

One day, there’s a bright flash of light from your living room. Nothing unusual in itself - most of the younger demons haven’t quite got the style of their elders, and usually just go for a materialization in a flash of hellfire over your fireplace - except that it’s white instead of the usual red. You look up, and who do you see but an angel looking at you with a spear in his hand. Shrugging, you tell him to sit down and you’ll have a sandwich for him shortly, and meanwhile he can just tell you all about what’s on his mind. This clearly is not at all what he was expecting, but after a moment’s thought, he decides to take you up on your offer and starts talking. Apparently, he’d been dispatched to take care of some demon summoner in the neighborhood, and while he’d evidently got the wrong house the right one shouldn’t be hard to find - have you seen anyone practicing satanic rituals nearby? You laugh, a little, and tell him that you don’t really summon them, they just come on their own. They do like their sandwiches, and they’re quite nice folk. 

The angel’s jaw drops, and you remind him to chew with his mouth closed. 

When the whole squad looks good

self care is listening to Africa by Toto for 22 hours straight, staring into the void until all your feelings, impulses, muscles, and skin melt away and you are but a pile of bones vibrating along to 80’s synth wave

when youre in a group chat but you’re obviously not part of the group

Every group chat I’m in

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