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Sooooo.... I got sucked into the Greatest Showman fandom.  The music slaps and the plot is whumpy, what else was I supposed to do?  Right now, I’m writing a sick!fic for Phillip, it’ll hopefully be done very soon, and I was wondering if anyone wants to read it.  I know it’s a smaller fandom, and I’m not the best writer, but I’ll definitely post it here if anyone wants to read it.  Just let me know.

“ you have changed bro ” yeah I stopped people pleasing now.

Everytime I see posts like this I get filled with such profound sadness

Cause you know who has the same brainrot as you? The same unhinged feelings as you after you've read the fic? The person who always wants to scream about the fic with you?

THE PERSON WHO WROTE IT

I never used to leave comments but since I got into the habit of commenting on everything i enjoy it's been incredible. Especially when the author gets back to me about it and we get to have a discussion of what other ideas they had. One writer replied to my comment with a 5 paragraph essay detailing the Floorplan of the building the characters lived in and it was incredible

Anyways this is all to say that if you find a fic that just makes you want to scream from the rooftops, leave a comment saying that to the author and maybe they will join you and you can scream incoherently together

I am lonely I get one or two asks a week

reblog if you want more interaction w your lovely followers

Mother, I am scared I cannot sleep There is a monster under my bed In the closet In my head It is all the things I have left unsaid It wears the most terrifying face of regret And whispers to most vile things Of everything that could have been It smells of sorrow and leaks puddles of tears Yet it never moves Like it is frozen in time Staring off at some distance thing Right through me As if it knows I am the one who has created it As though it knows I am the one who keeps it trapped here                                As though it can see all that would have been Just right there behind me But it never moves. This is what scares me most

Black lives matter 💯

TRAYVON MARTIN was walking home with an iced tea and Skittles. He was shot by George Zinneman, who was found not guilty.

KEITH SCOTT was sitting in a car, reading. He was shot by a police officer, who was not charged.

ATATIANA JEFFERSON was looking out her window, and was shot by a police officer, who is still under indictment for murder.

JONATHAN FERRELL was asking for help after an auto accident. He was shot twelve times by police, case ended in mistrial.

JORDAN EDWARDS was riding in a car and was shot in the back of the head by a police officer, who was found guilty of murder.

STEPHON CLARK was holding a cell phone, and was shot 8 times, 6 in the back. The officers were not charged.

AMADOU DIALLO while taking out his wallet, 41 shots were fired by four different officers. They were all acquitted.

RENISHA MCBRIDE after an auto accident, she knocked on someone’s door for help. The homeowner was found guilty of second-degree murder.

TAMIR RICE was playing with a toy gun, and was shot by police officer arriving on scene. Officer was not charged.

SEAN BELL was hosting a bachelor party. 50 rounds were fired by police officers who were found not guilty of charges.

WALTER SCOTT was pulled over for brake lights, and was shot in the back by a police officer who pleaded guilty to civil rights violations.

PHILANDO CASTILE was pulled over and told officer he had a legally registered weapon in car. Officer acquitted of all charges.

AIYANA JONES was sleeping and was accidentally shot by an officer in a raid on wrong apartment. Officer cleared of all charges.

TERRENCE CRUTCHER needed help when his vehicle broke down. Was shot by a police officer who was found not guilty of manslaughter.

ALTON STERLING was selling CDs, and was shot at close range while being arrested. No charges filed.

FREDDIE GRAY was beaten to death by officers while being transported in police van. All officers involved were acquitted.

JOHN CRAWFORD was shopping at WalMart, holding a BB gun that was on sale—police officer was not charged for his murder.

MICHAEL BROWN was shot twelve times by an officer, including in the back. No charges filed.

JORDAN DAVIS was killed because he was playing loud music. Shooter found guilty of first-degree murder.

SANDRA BLAND was pulled over for traffic ticket; was tasered and then arrested. Suspicious “suicide” while in jail. No charges.

BOTHAM JEAN was fatally shot in his home, which female officer ¿mistook for her own? (Which I’ll never understand.) Officer found guilty of murder.

OSCAR GRANT was handcuffed and placed face-down, officer then shot him in the back. Officer found guilty of involuntary manslaughter.

COREY JONES was waiting by his car which was broken down, and was shot three times by police officer, who was found guilty of murder.

AHMAUD AUBREY was jogging. He was shot by two racist men who claimed they suspected him of burglaries. Both men were charged with murder and aggravated assault.

GEORGE FLOYD was suspected of alleged fraud. He handcuffed and pinned to the ground by an officer’s knee. He begged for mercy and he was ignored.

ERIC GARNER: Stopped for selling cigarettes on a nyc street and choked by a cop in broad daylight. Complications of the stress put on his throat by the hold caused his death; Openly said “I can’t breathe” several times and pretty much died while three other cops watched their compatriot kill a man. Eric was well known for just trying to sell goods as a side hustle and never actually hurt anybody.

DJ HENRY was fatally shot in his car by police officer Aaron Hess in the early morning hours of Oct. 17, 2010. DJ's passengers say they were doing nothing wrong when Hess ran out in front of them in the road. Hess says he only fired because he was in fear for his life. Hess later admitted to lying on multiple occasions after DJ’s death about the shooting.

These were all murders. They were not accidental. All of these innocent people: men, women AND children. Were murdered because they were black. Not because they were violent. Not because they were threatening, but because they were black. Something has to change. We have to MAKE a change. Black lives matter. Black men. Black women. Black children. Non-Binary blacks. Trans blacks. Every single one of their lives matter. Your friends. Your neighbors. Your teachers. Your brothers. Your sisters. We are the change.

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this list isn’t even close to a being a quarter of the wrongful African American deaths in America and if there is anyone you’d like me to add please message me. I will gladly add them because people deserve to know their names.

Mil desculpas. Sério. Eu tento tanto… não sei se você sabe mas eu tento muito ser o suficiente. E me frustra tanto não conseguir. Me sinto mal demais, por tudo. Por todas as coisas que eu não consegui fazer, por tudo o que eu podia fazer, mas só é demais pra mim. Pressão demais, eu não consigo suportar. Já chorei tanto. Tenho medo que não me perdoe. Você faz tudo possível, e eu nunca posso fazer nada. Não mereço você. Nem tudo isso que você faz. Eu simplesmente não suporto o fato de não te alcançar, porque te amo tanto, mas deixo, infelizmente, você acreditar que não ligo pra você. Eu ligo, como me importo. Mas de alguma maneira alguma força, seja o destino, algum deus ou seja lá o que for, me impede de conseguir ter você. Eu sinto muito. Não dá pra aguentar. Você se esforça, e eu também, mas isso te desgasta. Sei que está cansado, tão frustrado quanto eu, até mais. E por isso eu te digo adeus. Adeus por não conseguir te alcançar. Adeus por ter te atrapalhado demais. Adeus por não ser o suficiente, e adeus por ter te amado, mas estou apenas começando nessa coisa nova de amor, e você precisa de alguém que te alcance, que possa retribuir todo esse amor. Desculpa, mas adeus por não ter te amado tanto quanto você me amou.

Being psycho alone.

i keep seeing this for other groups but i haven't seen a girl group version so: what's your twice song? mine is feel special <3

indeciso

#lamigliorepartedime

Quando prendi una decisione

hai solo il 50 % di possibilità

di sbagliare, mentre una volta su due

è quella giusta.

In ogni caso il rischio più grande

è quello di imparare qualcosa