Day: February 11, 2018

theblackelf:

herpicusderpicus:

grumpyeeveelady:

itstimewehavesomesoliddick:

egalitarian-nature-blog:

did-you-kno:

Bob Ross used to get 200
fan letters a day. When people
who regularly wrote him fell
out of touch, he would call them
just to see if they were OK. Source

we didn’t deserve bob ross

I’m still pretty sure Bob Ross was some outworldly cosmic entity because there’s no way any fuck on here can be that kind spirited, nice and pure

@kithandqin

Before he came to be the artful mindful guru that we know him as, apparently he was in the Air Force for 20 years and was a drill sergeant for part of it.

“I was the guy who makes you scrub the latrine, the guy who makes you make your bed, the guy who screams at you for being late to work. The job requires you to be a mean, tough person. And I was fed up with it. I promised myself that if I ever got away from it, it wasn’t going to be that way anymore.”  

Bob Ross would be pretty sad to think that people joke about him being an otherworldly being just because they don’t believe any human could be that nice- because it says that you don’t believe you yourself can be kind or good, and that’s not what Bob would have wanted.

Be good. Do it for Bob.

Source: didyouknowblog.com

avantgardne:

geekdawson:

Kindness is often mistaken for softness and let me tell you, friends….that is a mistake you don’t want to make. 

Kind people are not born that way, they do not stumble into it, kind people are forged in fire and darkness and imploding stars…they have steel cores. Throw a punch and you’re going to break your hand. 

Kind people are kind because they know firsthand that life isn’t.

witch-with-a-dick:

hellalowselfesteem:

inkskinned:

you know what? fuck it, man. the world is held in the fists of people who like to break things. at this point i’m saying who gives a shit. wear that victorian dress you don’t have an excuse for. dress up like a witch, pointed hat and all. who cares anymore. why worry about it when there’s bigger stuff to worry on. i’m saying. yeah, this lipstick is too dark, wanna share? i’m saying go talk to her, tell her that you like her hair. i’m saying she’s out of my league but i’m still swinging, i’m saying yeah i’m in a ballgown and it’s a pta meeting. what about it. eat the extra brownie, tell her your feelings. i’m saying if nothing matters than we might as well give nothing meaning.

This is so inspiring

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