We Shouldnt Take Our Hatred Out On A Group Just Because Were In Pain. Please, Pray For Peace And Pray

We shouldn’t take our hatred out on a group just because we’re in pain. Please, pray for peace and pray for the safety of innocent lives who are still with us.

#prayforhumanity #paris #restinpeace #prayforparis #prayforgaza #prayforpeace #terrorismhasnoreligion

I really needed to see this today.

:’)

Most of us are just more comfortable around fiction than real life.

Richard Vetere, “The Writers Afterlife” 

Hi, Everyone!!!!! I know this might be a little shocking - I’m actually writing up a post! But, you see, I really wanted to do this. It’s like that little feeling inside your chest that feels heavy until you hold your breath and let it all out in one post! Then you feel better! (Either that or I have heartburn). Anyway, this is a quote from a book that my screenwriting teacher wrote and finally published. He’s really cool and so hilarious and sarcastic. So, if anyone is interested, I recommend that you check out “The Writers Afterlife,” because it’s funny and has this angsty feeling that all future authors and writers could relate to.   

This reminds me what something that George R.R Martin said before, and he’s right! History offers so much inspiration! There’s nothing more exciting and surprising than real life itself. 

Jeanne de Clisson (1300-1359): the Lioness of Brittany

More historical details and footnotes up later today when I have more time. The short version is: we know she existed, that she led forces against France, that she became a pirate, and that she was protected by England. The extent of her feats varies greatly based on the telling – estimates of the length of her career as pirate range between five months and thirteen years! – but whatever the heck she actually did left quite an impression.

And here’s a quick link to buy the book!

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This is reblog. This is also really cute. Joy, check this out!

————–Zootopia Short 5 preview———–

This is just a comic preview so don’t expect the short would be a comic because that’s a pain in the @$$ to do.

Zootopia Shorts 5 is titled Judy’s Visit.

it takes place after the movie. Where she goes to visit Nick’s home since she never did saw it only because Nick was hanging around outside.

However because of the concept arts being posted on my blog I have seen what the concept of Nick’s room really is. 

This short will be all about that. I think I would prefer to stick with black and white comics from now on.

I’ll post the short soon but not as a comic. 

Anyway don’t steal this please. Credit goes to me: @thephantombeyond do not edit or post this only reblog!

Otherwise I will find you and tear you apart.

My sister talks to me in this monotone, disinterested voice. It sounds frigid and gravelly as she delivers these clipped answers to me, but I can always catch a hint of impatient annoyance during those rare moments when we share a conversation together. As if I’m a child she has to tolerate and she can’t wait for our conversations to be over.

I know she doesn’t respect me but it still hurts to hear her openly admit it to me. She didn’t even have the decency to look me in the eyes when she told me this. She was too busy playing with her new Nintendo Switch.

She’s 19 years old and I’m 25, but I still don’t know what I’ve done to make her hate me to such a degrading degree; She refuses to talk to me, refuses to listen me, refuses to even look at me when ever I try to include her into my life. She’s trying to erase my existence from her life as she ignores me everyday.

I told her that I don’t want us to be distant, I don’t want us to be such a broken family, but she just dismissed me with a shrug and a snide, clipped answer: our brother and our dog are enough for her. I’m replaced by a dog. I’ve been replaced by a dog.

I still love my sister. I admire her confidence, her intelligence, her unfiltered mouth. She enjoys so much freedom in her life without ever compromising her independence or submitting to authority. She’s always in control and if she can’t figure something out, she’s undeterred. She never stops that vivacious way of living.

I try to respect her. I try to give her space. I wait for her to come to me and let her know that she can lean on me, no matter what. But I’m tired of this indifference. I’m tired of feeling like the dismissive employee she can’t wait to fire. It’s hard being on the receiving end of this treatment, especially from family. It’s nice to feel like she can rely on her big sister, but that’s when she needs to find extra cash from somewhere.

I think, at this point, it’s better to be strangers with her than family. She’s always been nicer to strangers. We’re already at that point and I’ve just been slow with the uptake this whole time.