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Okay Im going to be real for a moment. My grandfather grew up in Nazi Germany. He was part of Hitlers Jünge as a young child and listened to the rallys on the radio at his home.

Listen. He was talking to my father yesterday and he said that the things Trump talks about literally is almost exactly what Hilter talked about. Its the same rhetoric just towards a different group. My grandfather is terrified of Trump, because when he sees him he is reminded of everything that started Nazi Germany. And when someone who grew up in Nazi Germany says that Trump is literally like Hitler, you know its not an exaggeration.

Exam tomorrow and what do I do?

Sleep till 2 and TV till now. 

Ask me how much candy I’ve had.

team “i know you’re joking but my anxiety doesn’t”

Sister of Terence Crutcher, who has become another victim of the police brutality says she wants justice. She demands charges pressed against the officer, who killed her brother in cold blood. Please, welcome, Betty Shelby.

She is on paid leave now. She is on paid vacation for killing a black man for nothing. 

We demand justice for Terence Crutcher.

Read more at BlackMatters

if you dont believe in god thats fine but when extremely horrible things have happened and people are praying for the lost souls of children, it is not the time to speak up. it is not just “stating your opinion” it’s being an asshole

I found these gifs I made a while back for a site that’s not running anymore, so I thought I’d post them here. It’s a description of psychiatric symptoms and states of mind using a pink box and some other stuff. 

Chances are, what are all of those people doing on their phones? Playing games? Sending texts? Checking SOCIAL media? How anti-SOCIAL of them.

Modern technology is making us anti-social!

When asked how she felt about equal marriage, my grandmother always said that she didn't care what they did, as long as it wasn't "shoved down her throat". The only problem is, she didn't care about heteronormativity being shoved down her throat in every romantic comedy or Valentine's Day commercial she watched.

it’s just incredible to me, how selfish and self centred you have to be to demand lgbt people don’t kiss or hold hands in front of you bc it makes you uncomfortable. my friends, that’s called homophobia, and if you honestly genuinely believe that lgbt safe spaces should be pda free, you’re a homophobe and a bad person

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If your every waking moment consists of your brain telling you that everything you do is wrong and stupid and everything you wear makes you look like an idiot and every person that walks by you is judging you clap your hands. 👏🏼👏🏼

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*finishes wedding vows* don’t forget to like and subscribe

push yourself to get up before the rest of the world - start with 7am, then 6am, then 5:30am. go to the nearest hill with a big coat and a scarf and watch the sun rise. 2. push yourself to fall asleep earlier - start with 11pm, then 10pm, then 9pm. wake up in the morning feeling re-energized and comfortable. 3. get into the habit of cooking yourself a beautiful breakfast. fry tomatoes and mushrooms in real butter and garlic, fry an egg, slice up a fresh avocado and squirt way too much lemon on it. sit and eat it and do nothing else. 4. stretch. start by reaching for the sky as hard as you can, then trying to touch your toes. roll your head. stretch your fingers. stretch everything. 5. buy a 1L water bottle. start with pushing yourself to drink the whole thing in a day, then try drinking it twice. 6. buy a beautiful diary and a beautiful black pen. write down everything you do, including dinner dates, appointments, assignments, coffees, what you need to do that day. no detail is too small. 7. strip your bed of your sheets and empty your underwear draw into the washing machine. put a massive scoop of scented fabric softener in there and wash. make your bed in full. 8. organise your room. fold all your clothes (and bag what you don’t want), clean your mirror, your laptop, vacuum the floor. light a beautiful candle. 9. have a luxurious shower with your favourite music playing. wash your hair, scrub your body, brush your teeth. lather your whole body in moisturiser, get familiar with the part between your toes, your inner thighs, the back of your neck. 10. push yourself to go for a walk. take your headphones, go to the beach and walk. smile at strangers walking the other way and be surprised how many smile back. bring your dog and observe the dog’s behaviour. realise you can learn from your dog. 11. message old friends with personal jokes. reminisce. suggest a catch up soon, even if you don’t follow through. push yourself to follow through. 13. think long and hard about what interests you. crime? sex? boarding school? long-forgotten romance etiquette? find a book about it and read it. there is a book about literally everything. 14. become the person you would ideally fall in love with. let cars merge into your lane when driving. pay double for parking tickets and leave a second one in the machine. stick your tongue out at babies. compliment people on their cute clothes. challenge yourself to not ridicule anyone for a whole day. then two. then a week. walk with a straight posture. look people in the eye. ask people about their story. talk to acquaintances so they become friends. 15. lie in the sunshine. daydream about the life you would lead if failure wasn’t a thing. open your eyes. take small steps to make it happen for you.

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I woke up like this

Sleepy Thoughts #6

Friday, August 4th, 8:20 AM: I don't want to go to work You ever have a dream that's just so lovely and comfy and just feels so right, that when your alarm goes off you lay there for an extra 10 minutes trying to get some more of it back?

When I go into a clothing store with a friend I follow them around like a lost puppy because I know that whatever I try on/buy from this store is going to make me look as gross as I feel.

Everytime I looked at her, my stomach would always drop like it did the first time I saw her. That’s how I knew. That’s how I knew she was mine forever.

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An Apocalyptic sunset.

I’m tired of violence

I’m tired of all the death. I’m tired of seeing so many beautiful people leaving this world way too soon. Most of all, I’m tired of people who are STILL refusing to acknowledge the problem. And it is a problem. 

I understand that there are people who use guns lawfully, to hunt and provide for their family, and to those people I say go for it, that is your right after all. However, the sad truth is that there are many sick (both evil and mentally ill) people who have taken advantage of that right, and use it to harm and murder innocent people. 

Do you remember in elementary school during lunch time when a rowdy group of kids would get the whole class in trouble? Then the teacher would hold you in during recess for a stern talk, but you would protest because you hadn’t done anything wrong. You had been following the rules just fine, but the rude kids had taken advantage of the situation and ruined all of the fun for everyone, and everyone was punished. 

The reality is that for every mass shooting you see on tv, there are 10x the amount of people using their guns lawfully and respectfully, be it a fun target practice in their backyard, shooting a deer for dinner, or defending their home against invaders.

While I was away for school, I met up with my mom for a weekend and she told me that she was thinking of buying a gun for defense. I was shocked and sad when she told me that sometimes at night when she hears noises she gets scared. She lives in the house alone with our two cats, and there have been numerous car and house break-in attempts in our neighborhood, as well as a murder by gun that happened just a couple of blocks away from our house. I told her that I understood her concerns, and she ensured me that she would be taking gun safety classes and that she knew how serious of a commitment this would be. 

Now, I believe that guns should be able to be used for defense. However, the weight of owning a gun should not be taken lightly. The reality is this: Guns are made to kill, and when they don’t kill, they injure. Severely. I recently watched a video of President Obama in which he compared gun control to car regulations, a comparison which I have also used for a long time. The process of earning your driver’s license is lengthy and while it differs from place to place, in my experience it required in-class driver’s education, a completed behind the wheel program, and 40(?) hours of driving that my mother had to sign off on. In addition, you had to take multiple paper tests and background checks. A car’s primary purpose is transportation, while a gun’s is violence. So why is it that the process of obtaining a driver’s license is so much more tedious than simply going down to the town gun show and picking up a rifle?

I know this is long, but there’s honestly no way I could shorten this without losing any important detail because let’s face it, there’s still so much more that needs to be said on this issue. To summarize my thoughts, it is your right to be able to use a rifle to defend and provide for your family. Unfortunately, there are those that have taken advantage of your right and they can’t handle the responsibility. By imposing more thorough background checks and mental health screenings, we will be making sure that guns stay in responsible hands. 

We are a country in which guns and ‘the right to bear arms’ is so ingrained into our culture. Because of this I don’t think we will ever be as peaceful as other nations that do not have the same problem we have. But that’s the way it is, and we’ll never truly be able to erase every trace that the current gun situation has left. Whether you think ‘guns don’t shoot people, people do’, or that guns need to be completely erased from our country, we all need to realize that the way things are right now is unacceptable, and things need to change. People are being killed because of the way things are, and the only way to do that is stop acting like children and come to a reasonable compromise.

For those who need to hear it

(I tweeted this the other day but I wanted to post here too)

Hi! You know those thoughts and feelings you’ve decided are too intense and overwhelming to tell anyone about?

Tell someone. Your intense hesitation is proof that it needs to get the fuck out. It’s a veiled demand for disclosure.

Here’s a secret that your mean, wrong brain will try to argue against: You aren’t a burden.

People who love you want to help you. That’s how loving works. I can’t think of a person I love that I wouldn’t.

And I know that sometimes when you’re deep in your wallowing, these sentiments can feel trite and disingenuous.

But I’m promising you right now that I mean it. I myself am proof that help is out there. I’ve gotten a lot and need a lot more.

And every time I’m ready for it, it’s there. It’s really great. Okay? Bye

Places

Do you ever get really sad?

Me too

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Sleepy Thoughts #5

Saturday, June 4 2016 12:03 AM: Exhausted after an anxiety attack. Have you ever passed by someone who was on the phone and you hear them mention someone by name? Once I was on a bus and looking through the seats in front of me a woman was texting someone and, being the inherently nosey person I am, I read them to find out that Jackie was just diagnosed with breast cancer. It just seems strange to me that I have my own group of people I surround myself with, so that if I mention Abby, people know who I'm talking about. It just always catches me off guard to know that every single person that walks by me on the street has a family, and an entire group of people, and they just have their own separate existence to mine. My mom was right maybe the world doesn't revolve around me after all. Or does it?