Month: November 2014

• alunaes:

  alunaes:

  alunaes:

  jessehimself:

  Forensic Pathologist Cyril Wecht SHUTS DOWN All Nonsense in Michael Brown Case

  POINT OF CLARITY: IT HAS SINCE BEEN CONFIRMED, THAT MICHAEL BROWN WAS KILLED 148 FEET AWAY FROM DARREN WILSON’S VEHICLE AND NOT THE POLICE’S VERSION: 35 FEET. THE POLICE IMMEDIATELY AND CONSISTENTLY LIED ABOUT THIS BASIC AND PROVABLE FACT. MICHAEL LITERALLY RAN FOR HIS LIFE AS A MAN CHASED HIM WHILE FIRING A GUN AT HIM. HE MADE IT 148 FEET, BEFORE WILSON SHOT HIM OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN. UNTIL HE LAY DEAD, IN BROAD DAYLIGHT, IN HIS OWN NEIGHBORHOOD, IN FRONT OF MANY WITNESSES. 

  THIS KIND OF POLICE VIOLENCE IS PRECISELY WHAT THE FOUNDING FATHERS INTENDED TO PROTECT AMERICAN CITIZENS AGAINST. 

  WAS MICHAEL BROWN AN AMERICAN CITIZEN?

  AM I?

  WOW YES THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  BLESS THIS MAN

  THIS IS VERY, VERY IMPORTANT

  I’ll keep reblogging this until my fingers fall off.

  IMPORTANT. 

  (Source: http://alunaes.tumblr.com/)

  November 26, 2014

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  writeinblack:

  I’m handing out full plates of “shut the fuck up” tonight.

  people fucking suck.

  November 25, 2014

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  PREACH TO DEATH

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  PREACH TO DEATH

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  November 25, 2014

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  fishingboatproceeds:

  A lot of people in the coming days will say, “It’s not about race,” or, “The media is trying to make it about race.”

  But look at the data from Missouri’s state government: Black residents of Ferguson are twice as likely to be stopped and/or searched as white residents, and they are far more likely to be arrested. But searches of black residents are much less likely to discover contraband than searches of white residents.

  Around the country, when compared to white men, African American men are much more likely to be shot by police. They are more likely to be arrested. They are more likely to be convicted. And for the same crime, African American men will on average serve 20% more time in prison than a white man. 

  We don’t have a race problem when it comes to policing in the U.S.? The data strongly indicate otherwise.

  IMPORTANT.

  November 25, 2014

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  himynameisobed:

  i’m gonna play this all the time when school starts.

  i heard this song with headphones on for the first time in so long and it hit me so hard i cracked a smile and even teared up a little bit. oh what a difference a year can make.

  i think it’s such a gift that music can be so potent and so heartwrenching when tied to certain parts of your life – tied to phases and feelings and people – little shards of your past that gleam in the moonlight as soon as the music hits.

  i ate by myself at a sushi place by my apartment a couple of days ago and it was really nice. i don’t know what that means, but it was really nice.

  i was sitting by the window watching all the cars drive by and i reached a sudden, bittersweet contentment. everything seemed to fall away, and i remembered walking alone at night years ago – skipping school and having coffee, people-watching by myself in cafes, also years ago – and this being alone was such a familiar feeling and i was okay. 

  the world is so big and so full and everything is so open and sometimes i forget.

  November 24, 2014

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• 12 Things You Need To Learn About Love If You Want To Survive Your 20s

  Let go of fear

  this popped up on my newsfeed and the last one made me v sad and i don’t even pay attention to elitedaily. i am a wreck!!

  12 Things You Need To Learn About Love If You Want To Survive Your 20s

  November 19, 2014

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• everything’s suddenly gotten so much colder.

  the sun sets early,

  the nights are long.

  November 19, 2014

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• an ending.

  a whole chapter of my life is coming to an end and i will keep it etched on golden pages, tucked into the story of my heart forever.

  it was beautiful and magical, and i learned so much and grew in so many new ways.

  you showed me i could love so tenderly – care for another so selflessly – yearn for another’s happniess so desperately – i just wanted to make you smile.

  yes, sometimes when things got rough i would lash out – spit out some vile and biting words and aim to hurt you – but upon seeing you wounded, i would hurt too. there was no sense of vindication or justice. i just hurt when you hurt.

  because i knew you never meant to hurt me, ever. you would never want to cause me pain. your love was too bright and shining and full.

  and it was such a joy to be loved so wholly and so purely – such an impossible, heartbreaking joy.

  you will never know how beautiful and perfect you made me feel – how undeserving i am of a love like that – and as i write this, i’m crying because i’m going to miss it so, so much, and maybe that’s a little bit selfish of me. 

  i am going to miss falling asleep with you, and waking up next to you – i am going to miss feeling so safe and so warm – so distant from the harsh realities of the world.

  it was just you and me under the covers, and it was so perfect – you were my sanctuary.

  i am going to miss everything, but perhaps that most of all.

  but things have come to their natural end, and it would be some kind of sin to draw it on for longer. 

  a huge part of me wishes this wasn’t over, but now it’s out of my control.

  maybe this has been a long time coming – maybe we felt too insecure or inadequate – maybe we just feared the supposedly inevitable – maybe we didn’t want to watch our love fall apart – or maybe our stars just weren’t all that aligned.

  it doesn’t really matter.

  i’m finally ready to accept this ending, and my heart is finally ready to break – “a million bleeding pieces.”

  but it will heal, and i will move on, and you will move on and we will be happy.

  i am finally letting you go. 

  (or at least i’m trying to)

  so goodbye, i love you.

  and i’m going to miss this so, so much.

  and i hope you will always remember the time we shared together, because i will never forget.

  you will never know how much you’ve done for me – how much you mean to me.

  you were my first real love, and i am so grateful for it.

  November 18, 2014

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• keep on keeping on.

  November 17, 2014

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  chris got me a really nice journal and a fountain pen (i lost the other fountain pen he got me when i lost my backpack) for our anniversary.

  the journal is interspersed with his favourite photos of us and little messages to encounter as i write. i cheated by flipping through it and reading them all, and they were all so cute and so thoughtful and every time i read them i will smile – even on the worst days. it feels so good to know that i mean so much to him, and i hope he knows how much he means to me. i feel so incredibly loved.

  he even wrote the most heartfelt 6 page message to me at the beginning of the journal, and i cried when i read it for the first time.

  this is probably the most beautiful and definitely the most romantic gift i’ve ever received.

  i love him i love him i love him.

  November 10, 2014

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• skin.

  a trail of kisses down my spine
  hot breath on the back of my neck
  your fingers gently laced through mine
  in candlelight or sunlit specks

  i want to feel beautiful and sultry – sensual, seductive – appealing, arousing – ravishing and irresistible.

  i want to be playful and free – touched, explored and known.

  my body is yearning and reaching, and is that so bad after all?

  to want to be enveloped and made new – heat on heat, skin on skin?

  i want to be a map laid bare – i want your lips to trace the pathways – the secret corridors and hidden trails.

  i want you to find me.

  and i want to find you.

  but i feel stupid for letting any of this mean anything in the first place.

  if only, if only, i could cast my body aside – 

  lay it in some forgotten corner to collect dust and turn pale in the dark.

  maybe i can

  and maybe i can’t.

  (i can.)

  November 6, 2014

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  hxcfairy:

  aquus:

  supermodelkendalljenner:

  electricpastry:

  CNN Discussion feat. Amanda Seales and Steve Santagati.

  ??????????

  MEN ARE LITERALLY THE WORST

  There was also that wonderful moment where she complained about it happening a lot in New York and his response was “well no one is holding a gun to your head to live in New York.”

  Like men would rather women change their living patterns over actually calling each other out over the sexist shit they do.

  this guy is clearly awful, but what’s scary is that there are definitely so many people out there who think he makes sense and agree with him.

  November 5, 2014

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• joshpeck:

  me: *never studies*
  me: what the FUCK srsly like who the fuck is making these exams we never even went over this its like they makin us fail on PURPOSE the school system is so fucked up smh……

  seriously our school system is so ~flawed~

  November 4, 2014

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• 

  i’ve been obsessing over candles ever since i stumbled upon this woman’s videos a while ago. i explored her channel and watched a couple of her candle reviews and now i’m super ready to embrace candle-hoarding wisconsin mom culture.

  chris knows this, so he took me to bath and body works to go candle shopping yesterday and it was the best experience of my entire life.

  we stayed in that store for close to half an hour, going around and smelling all of the candles. they had a 2 for $34 deal going on for their three wick tumblers, so chris got fresh balsam and i happily walked away with cinnamon bun.

  i was actually so excited to light my candle when i got home, and let me tell you, i was not disappointed.

  i left it burning for a couple of hours and my whole room smelled like a cinnamon bun. it still does, and i haven’t even lit it today.

  the scent throw is amazing, the wax pool is perfect, i don’t see any tunneling – i learned all of these terms from the aforementioned candle reviews.

  now i want all the candles in the world.

  i want to stay home and not go out so i can save more money to buy more candles.

  i think everyone should invest in a nice candle – it really does make things feel warmer and cozier. 

  the weather’s getting colder and the hours are getting longer, and everything is turning dreary and bleak – i can feel myself slowly squirming back into my annual hermit habits and now i can stay happy in my room, basking in the warmth and scent of my candle, focusing on writing and making music – back to creating.

  maybe this winter doesn’t have to be as dark as they always are.

  November 4, 2014

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  i painted his favourite photo of us for our booobooversary.

  it’s missing the caption though.

  i might add it later.

  November 4, 2014

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