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This is literally the only place I can talk about my life right now.

Hey Tumblr, sucks about the porn ban, but at least no one's watching eh?

I'm a 25 year old post grad, that's spent 2 years in London in a media agency, booking TV and Press for many different clients of my own. Today I got my second rejection after an interview, the first from the last stage interview. Why? I didn't communicate enough that what I have been involved with was down to me, not the team, in my interview.

Earlier this year, the person on my team directly above me, the person closest to me in the agency, died. She was 23. She was an angel. I now know how this has affected me and 9 months, 3 interviews later, I can't leave. I live 2 hours away from where i work. Everything sucks.

I'm so lucky I live with my girlfriend. I'm lucky my friends are close by. What isn't lucky about my life is how much money of my income is spent commuting to the job that is currently decimating my insides. I don't want to have to leave the city I live in to earn a living. I have a masters degree for God's sake. I know I have a great work ethic. Why is this happening?

I can't bear coming home every night to see my girlfriend cook dinner. She's so good at cooking but we're meant to be a team. I have not being able to contribute. I feel useless. My job makes me feel like I'm not needed. I plan campaigns over £1m and I feel like I'm NOT FUCKING NEEDED.

2018 has been tough. I desperately need an out. Its unlikely but it's worth asking. Brighton, please help.

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Whitecody72

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Also do you guys really think that paypig post is real? Anyone can edit their PayPal balance via developer tools, I made this fake screenshot a month ago.

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“I loved you on this day. I love this memory.”

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004) dir. Michel Gondry

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real talk does anyone ever just take a moment to appreciate the flawless combination that is cheese and tomatoes

cheese and tomatoes

cheese and tomatoes

cheese and tomatoes

c h e e s e  a n d  t o m a t o e s

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Shortly after arriving in Lagos, my guide showed me a story that was being passed around Nigerian social media.  There was a woman who’d been stopped in traffic behind a crowded prison truck, and she witnessed a food vendor running alongside, shoving his food between the bars of the window, into the hands of the prisoners inside. By the time he was finished, he’d given away all his food.  The man was himself in desperate circumstances.  He was sleeping outdoors.  But despite having hardly anything to give, he gave away all his merchandise.  Amazingly, my guide Kola was able to locate the man.  His name is Ibere Ugochukwu.  And this is his story:   

“A few years ago I worked as an apprentice in a cosmetics shop.  I was supposed to receive a payment at the end of my term.  But I was warned by the other employees that the owner would find a reason not to pay me.  He’d always invent reasons to fire his boys right before their payment.  So I made the decision to quit.  But when I told him, he dragged me to the police.  He told them lies about me.  He told them I’d stolen so much money.  And they tortured me.  They tied my hands and legs and they hung me from the ceiling.  They beat me.  I went deaf from all the slaps.  For ten days I was given no food.  My fellow prisoners would share little bits of their meals when they were finished.  But some days I saw nothing.  Honestly I was about to die.  And I started to pray to God.  And on the tenth day, the guards decided that it would cause too much trouble to let me die.  They told my employer: ‘After what we did to him, he must be innocent.  Because he’d have confessed if he was guilty.’  They released me into the world like a madman.  And I’ve carried the memory ever since.  I promised myself that if I ever found someone in a similar situation, I would help.  So when I learned that prisoners pass down this road, I chose to hawk in this location.  I waited until I finally saw the truck, and I pushed all my food through the bars.  My fellow vendors couldn’t believe it.  They asked me who would pay me for the food.  I told them: ‘I didn’t do it for any man.  I did it because of what God did for me.’”  (Lagos, Nigeria)

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#relatable hayley

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We all struggle to be a good boy sometimes.  My website – My Instagram – See me on Webtoon!

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Y'all really see [REDACTED] and hit that reblog button, huh?

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OH I FORGOT. I SAW THE GREATEST CAR IN THE WORLD WHEN I WAS COMING BACK FROM THE JOB INTERVIEW I DID TODAY

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Crispin cannot be trusted. (Gif courtesy of Cole & Marmalade!)