Tragic was always a word I found myself gravitating to for its a word to describe many scenarios, feelings and moments in life, although love seems to be the most tragic thing of all. I see the tragedy that was my parents and I would feel the ache of a tragic love story through the pages of a book,though nothing could ever prepare me for the devastating feeling of being the subject of one. It can be beautiful in a way of course, falling into this dark hole of sickly emotions with the one person you would ever let yourself fall like that with. I wasn’t that person for him but him for me, which just adds to that horrible pit of feelings but I can't seem to step away from it and back away from the ledge. I still look down and see hope somewhere in that dark abyss. I might call that delusion if it weren't for the fact that he isn't quite backing away either. He goes down first and I, like a dog, follow.
Bloody noses and secrets kept, hiding away in a bedroom or bathroom separately, though we’re together. Amongst the mess there is warmth and love but does that hold importance over all else?
The tip of my nose and fingers feel cold and a fog always floats throughout my head but through the fog I hear your voice, your laugh guides me and I’m home.
Standing with my uterus up against the microwave #infertile
"you don't like mpreg?" i don't even like fpreg
Did he kill many people? Sure. Did he hurt my beloved, padme Amidala?? Yes. Would I let him do the very same to me??? Of course.
please do this, i really want to know how many people don’t actually despise him
our momentum is slowing down. we can’t let our dashes go back to normal when the world is not normal. so, if you are reading this, you are ~legally~ obligated to choose 2 numbers below; you must complete the task of those two numbers today. don’t pretend you didn’t see this. either do them right now or set a reminder to get it done before the sun goes down. the timer starts now. choose two.
sign some petitions. LINK HERE. if change.org hasn’t accused you of being a bot yet, you haven’t signed enough.
watch this youtube video. LINK HERE. do not skip the ads. this is a way to help raise money without having to donate any.
sign up to get daily actions. LINK HERE. after filling out the form, you will receive texts Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays telling you what action to take. (i got this link from @ wp4bl on instagram)
text or call for any of these victims. LINK HERE. this website is extremely helpful, well organized, and practically does all of the work for you.
donate some money. LINK HERE. if you have any more money to spare, please donate it to one of these funds.
follow every single one of these organizations on social media: blcklivesmatter, colorofchange, reclaimtheblock, showingupforracialjustice, and civilrightsorg
post these important sources to your social media. LINK HERE. you have no idea who it might help.
read this article and forward it to at least one person. LINK HERE.
watch this video explaining the racial wealth gap. LINK HERE. it’s really informative and only about 15 minutes long.
do some reading. LINK HERE. this link has a ton of great resources to educate yourself. read at least one.
My mom and sister were just making fun of me cus I don’t talk much. A few minutes later, each time I tried to talk, one of them would talk over me.
I wasn’t mumbling, I spoke up, loud and clear
That didn’t matter
That’s why I’m always quiet
It hurts more knowing that they acknowledge the fact that I don’t talk much, and then go on to not let me speak
I'm exposing my whore self but that's okay because her work is always really well written and you should check her out please🥺💖
Oh christ I've never done an ask before and I completely understand if you dont have time to write this.. but I just found your page recently and honestly got so lost I didnt realize it was 5am till the sun started shining and stuff- anyways!! I was wondering if you could maybe write a longer version of the Daddy Anakin with a innocence kink? The lil blurb you wrote was so good🥺💖
Hi sweetheart! I don’t really write long fics. Because I’m not good at it lol. BUT I thought I would write another little blurb for you.
You were sat on his lap on the couch in your shared apartment, watching some holovids. He had one arm wrapped around your waist and the other was gripping your thigh, his thumb running soft circles on the sensitive skin. It was distracting, and you knew that he knew what he was doing. It was subtle. But that didn't mean that it wasn't working you up.
When he pushes his hand just slightly between your thighs, you let out a breathy whimper. And when he lets his thumb brush over your covered slit, you can't help but squirm in his lap. He pushes harder against your clit, rubbing slow, but firm circles. "A-Ani..." He halts his movements for just a moment, letting out a deep chuckle when you raise your hips to chase the friction. "What is it, sweet girl?"
He grips your thigh to hold you in place once you start grinding down against him. "Please? P-please Ani?" He lets his hand trace over the waist band of your panties, pulling them back and letting them snap against your skin. He lets out a quiet hum when you gasp, "You want me to keep touching you?" "Y-yes! please?" He places a sweet kiss to your cheek, pulling away to watch you carefully as he strips you of your underwear. He moves your legs to rest over his, spreading you open so he has access to your core. He runs his middle, and ring finger through your folds to gather your slick, hissing through his teeth. You let out a desperate whimper when he begins to circle your clit.
"I know, darling. I've got you." You let your head fall back to rest against his shoulder, turning your head so you can press a sloppy kiss to the skin on his neck. "F- thank y-you. Thank you so much Ani- it feels so good." Anakin shushes you quietly, pressing a kiss to your temple and he lets two of his fingers press into your entrance. He lays his free hand against your lower stomach to keep you from squirming when he sets a brutal pace with his fingers. Your hand shoots down to grip tightly at his wrist, not moving to pull it away, just to hold onto as you force yourself to keep your thighs spread.
His palm grinds deliciously against your clit, and it has you whining out desperately as you try to hold back your impending orgasm. He seems to take notice of this and curls his fingers up harder. "A-Ani I- Please-" Before you can finish your sentence our orgasm rips through your body. Your thighs clench tightly around Anakin's hand as he coos soft praises in your ear. "There's my girl. You're doing so good baby, look at you go."
He slows the pumping of his fingers, letting his palm grind against you softly until you let your thighs fall open again. He pulls his hand away, bringing his fingers up to his mouth to clean them of your juices. When he notices the tremble in your thighs and the tears staining your cheeks he lets out a soft sigh, wiping any stray tears off your skin and pressing a soft kiss against your lips before letting his hands rub soothing circles against your thighs.
You let out a soft whimper against his lips, pulling away to rest your head in the crook of his neck as you try to catch your breath. He lets his free hand trail beneath your shirt, stroking along your spine as he peppers kisses on your forehead and cheeks. When you whine out a soft "D-daddy?" his heart melts, and he pulls you in closer to him. "I know, baby. I know. You did so well for me."
Me with Stanley Barber when I walk around with no shoes and my very lesbian friend looks at me like I've finally lost it
im having a heavy kinnie day for peter parker yall i have never felt this much pETER BENJAMIN PARKER
Calls for Justice for Aurora’s Violinist Elijah McClain Grow
Elijah McClain was a kind and gentle 23 year old who worked as a massage therapist in Aurora, CO. On his lunch breaks from work, Elijah would go to the animal shelters and play violin for the animals because he thought that they were lonely in their cages and thought that the music would calm them.
In August 2019, Elijah went to the gas station to buy some iced tea for himself and his cousins. Because he suffered from anemia he would often wear a ski/ runner mask over his face to stay warm. On his way home, the Aurora Police department were called to reports of a “suspicious man.”
(Warning: for violent description) Elijah was apprehended by a group of three cops, despite committing NO crime and being unarmed. A struggle occurred, and he was held in a very dangerous carotid hold around his neck while he cried for help, cried out that he couldn’t breathe, cried out that he was nonviolent and couldn’t even kill a fly, and was repeatedly throwing up. Elijah weighed a mere 140 pounds. You can hear on the audio footage, an officer instructing another to move their body camera out of view.
While 3 Aurora Police Dept officers violently restrained him they called Aurora Fire Dept, who injected him with ketamine (a powerful drug used to tranquilize horses or in surgeries by a trained anesthesiologist and illegal to be administered by anyone else) even though he was already cuffed and calm.
He went into cardiac arrest , slipped into a coma, and his family was advised to take him off life support 6 days later.
The cops were transferred to another department but never received charges.
Especially call these numbers:
Call CO Governor Jared Polis (303) 866 2471
Call Aurora Mayor Mike Coffman (303) 739 7015
Call District Attorney Dave Young (303) 659 7720
Source / Police Video (Trigger warning)
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I just got described as an "ad hating commie" by someone because I said a minute of youtube ads is unpleasant. fully spent 5 minutes arguing and defending youtube ads. insane stuff