Improvision (Open RP)
The cry of frustration echoed through the camper van, and soon enough, a rather angry Brutal came stomping out of her tiny excuse for a bathroom. In her hand she clenched a few pieces of what was once the showerhead, the flimsy old plastic having finally chipped off when she had tried to bathe, putting an end to the “little shower that could” saga. Flinging the pieces away, she began to momentarily throw her clothing back on, tugging at the stubborn fabric clinging to her somewhat-wet skin as she went. She was going to have to improvise for now. Grabbing up her shower supplies, she stomped off to the pond nearby amongst the trees. It wasn’t the best, no, but it would have to do.
She was too frustrated to pay attention to things around her as she set everything down and tied up her tangly hair in a worn-out scrunchie. She had her overshirt unbuttoned and off, exposing her camisole underneath, before she even began to think about looking up and around…
A Thing I Am Tired Of
You guys I will be the first person to tell you America sucks. Our healthcare system is what, our corporate system is seriously stupid, our system for adoption is AWFUL, and the terrible ignorance that keeps marriage equality and gun control from happening is beyond unconscionable and completely inhumane.
Hell, I tried to leave. And nowhere else wanted me; my accent was “rude-sounding,” and “annoying.” I know this is just desserts because my country has done terrible things.
But I’m just… tired of coming online and seeing posts full of “REALLY, AMERICA? UGH, AMERICA IS THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL, LOOK AT AMERICANS BEING STUPID, UGH, GOD. GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER, AMERICA.”
I have voted ever since I could, I have rallied to change things. And I know lots of people are doing the same. We are NOT all that we seem on TV. And yes, the worst parts tend to come to the surface. There’s tons and TONS of horrible things about America, but there are good things too.
I’m not Patriotic. Hell, I’d love to not be American, I’d love to join in the jokes and scrape my accent from my tongue because of what other people did who happened to be in the same place as me.
I just. I feel such massive guilt and feel the need to apologize for everyone in the damn country and say, “we’re trying, I swear.”
Because if I’m going to be stuck here, I’m going to try and fix it.
Now watch Tumblr lose its shit at me because privilege, etc. The US sucks, I suck, there, it’s out of the way.