can’t remember the exact moment her daughter, Jessica, went from being a
sunny 17-year-old who loved dressing up for school dances and hanging
out with her friends to a sullen, quiet 18-year-old alternating between
falling asleep upside down on the toilet and getting into hysterical
shouting matches with her mother.
“She just got with the wrong person and
started with cocaine, and it just goes from there,” Connie said in a
phone interview. “It’s just one drug after another and nothing ever gets
strong enough, so that’s when they turn to heroin.”
Jessica is just one of the estimated 2.1 million Americans currently
struggling with opioid addiction, and the epidemic is only getting
worse. In 2015, the most recent year on record, opioids killed more than
33,000 people — a record. From 2014 to 2015, deaths from synthetic
opioids like fentanyl, the painkiller that was found to be responsible for the 2016 death of the singer Prince, rose by 75%.
As the opioid crisis balloons in scale, imminent cuts to Medicaid and the introduction of the American Health Care Act
under President Donald Trump threaten to eliminate health coverage for
millions of Americans who rely on the Obama-era expansions to access
Jessica is one of those people. Today she
is 35 and, according to Petroski, her recovery is sustained by a
bi-weekly supply of Methadone meted out with the help of Medicaid.
“If she didn’t have the Methadone, she
could die,” Petroski said bluntly. “You can’t just stop. You can’t just
come off the medication. The risks of dying are so high.” Read more (3/10/17 11 AM)
can you please explain what does the new tmz article mean? is it what we already knew or is it new information? :/
This is exactly what happens in a case, just as I said. Nothing is new in there except TMZ wanting a headline (and it’s effective based on my inbox, because everyone is losing their effing minds). The prosecutor will decide whether to charge him. That’s not up to the police, it was never up to the police. The police gather the evidence and make the arrest and present it to the prosecutor. OF COURSE the police will give the evidence to the prosecutor even after seeing a video (which video? when? who? we have no idea - please read the article critically; 99% of the time THEY HAVE NO DETAILED SOURCE OF INFORMATION). If they didn’t, then they’d be admitting to wrongful arrest. The prosecutor decides whether they want to spend their resources pursuing a case where the video like that would be presented to a jury. Police don’t have to think about that; all they care about is justifying their arrest.
Also, Louis has a very high-powered effective attorney. Us worrying about this (or trying to do anything to help – please stop that, it’s interfering and unnecessary and childish) and getting hysterical every time there’s an article we don’t like helps no one. Reacting dramatically to articles about normal court procedures is the exact thing anyone who is trying to smear Louis’ name would want.
I was out camping with friends, walking along this path through the trees with my friend talking loudly. She asks me, “oh crap, Meg, did you bring that extra sleeping bag for me?” and I say yeah, I’ve got it, we’re good. We keep walking and by now we’re pretty far away from the camp, walking through the undergrowth parallel to a stream. On the other side of the stream is a load of brush, and suddenly we both here a strange voice coming from over there. It was so inhuman it sounded more like an animal at first.
“Beeeeehhh did yeeeyyee bbrbrbring da eeetra eeeeepi beeerrrrrggg fo me?”
It repeats several times, and each time it sounds more and more like my friend. By this point we’re terrified and we start running back; the entire time, we can hear leaves moving behind us. We’re too terrified to look, and suddenly from behind us in a low whimper, we hear the voice again.
“Waaait I’m hurt!”
The voice sounded just like me.
I’m crying by this point. We keep running, and as we get closer to the opening in the field we were camping in, the bushes are thicker. We’re not really that fit and we had been running pretty hard, so we’re gasping for air.
This time the voice came from directly to the right of us, and it sounded like my friend again except for the last word sounded almost like a bark. I’m shaking so hard at this point and despite myself I turn and look back. There’s a massive mound of fur in the bushes that turns back the way we came from, vanishing back into the trees. We get to camp and tell our friends what happened and of course they don’t believe us, but we refuse to stay that night anyway and get in my friend’s car. We drive to a nearby town and check into a cheap motel for the night.
At about 10pm, my friend’s phone rings. It’s our friends at the camp, and they sound pissed.
“Jesus will you guys give it up? It’s been two hours, you’re not scaring us! You’re just keeping us from sleeping!”
My friend freaks out and gets hysterical begging them to leave. They’re convinced it’s us, and that we drove back there to prank them. They say they can hear our voices in the woods, yelling that we’re hurt and for them to come and help us. They don’t believe it’s not us, so I turn up the motel TV and let them hear that we’re in town.
They hang up immediately and drive to our motel and spend the rest of the night with us. The next day, we went back for our stuff and we’ve never been camping since.
[Story credit: Anonymous. Originally told in greentext; reworked into prose by me.]
Summary: After a month of being broke at college, you finally find a place to stay, but the only con is that there is nine other people you have to share a house with - one in particular who makes it his mission to irritate you at every turn - but they’re hiding something from you. Something big. (Part 2/6) Scenario: Werewolf!AU, college!AU, series Word Count: 4,945
A/N: OKAY Y’ALL, first off: thank you so much for all the amazing love and support you’ve given this fic already! it means so much to me and i am so truly grateful for all of you. second: I really hope you enjoy this chapter, and I’ll keep trying to put one out every other day!
that’s all, enjoy <3
Alexander glared at the writing on his arm, feeling his
anger building as he walked back home in a blind rage. He bounded up the stairs
to his apartment, trying to ignore the writing that was covering his arm.
Request: Can you do one where Tony always has to be touching the reader (even
in a innocent way) and one day she goes out without telling him, and he ands a
meltdown until she calms him down.
It was no secret
that Tony had PTSD. It was no surprise. There was no proper way to deal with
it, no medication or anything, but there are ways to cope with it until it
becomes so mild you practically don’t notice it. For example, a service animal,
or a support animal. However, Tony didn’t really like animals, and found no
comfort in them, and he didn’t allow them in his tower, and he knew the media
would distract the poor animal and belittle him for it.
Everyone was gathered in the school’s lounge listening to Reggie go on and on about who murdered Jason. You were standing next to your boyfriend Jughead, the two of you leaning against the counter.
No one else knew you guys were together, not because it was some big secret, but simply because you two couldn’t be bothered to tell anyone, nor were you big on PDA.
“I mean, let’s think about it.” Continued the ranting idiot, “if a kid at Riverdale killed Jason, it’s not going to be a jock, right? Now, let’s be honest. Isn’t it always some spooky, scrawny, pathetic internet troll, too busy writing his manifestos to get laid? Some smug, moody, serial killer fanboy freak…..like Jughead?”
This caused you to snicker, which quickly turned into a full blown laugh, until you were clutching your sides and everyone was looking at you as if you were insane. Jughead just smiled down at you, rolling his eyes playfully and trying not to chuckle at how cute you looked.
When you settled down, Reggie asked, “why the hell are you laughing, freak?”
“Oh, no reason. I just think that the line ‘too busy writing his manifestos to get laid’ is absolutely hysterical, considering Jughead is probably getting more than you.” You explained, trying to not laugh.
“How would you know?” He questions.
“It takes two to tango Reggie, and considering I’m the other person, I think I would know.” You wink at him before turning to look at Jug.
“You do realize that you just told everyone that we are together via a sex joke, right?” Jughead whispers in your ear.
“There’s no better way” you giggle, leaning up and kissing him quickly.
Everyone just continued to look at you guys as if you were actually crazy, and maybe you were, but it didn’t bother you.
- ‘I can’t believe I finally got into the superhero academy, this is the best day of my life and- …What are you doing here? You’re not a hero’ AU- ‘My application was mostly ironic, I swear’ AU (MAS? Or you can just do two out of three if you wish :3)
Ace stared. Then, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and pinched himself. His nose wrinkled at the sharp pain, and he opened his eyes again.
Ghost still stood in front of him, looking around with an almost confused tilt to his head. He looked down at a map that Ace could just see the edge of, and then pulled out his phone, showing the badge embedded in the back.
The same badge that Ace was wearing proudly on his chest. The badge that signified him as the newest student accepted into the Grand Line’s only hero academy.
“Who did you steal that from?!” he demanded, storming over, and Ghost jumped, his form turning into an outline.
“Wow, rude,” he said as he reformed and turned around. “This is the first greeting I get? And from my own nemesis?”
“Uh, yeah?” Ace said, squinting at him, “Of course you’d get this sort of greeting from your nemesis you fucking thief!”
“That is cruel and incorrect,” Ghost said, and Ace tried to resist the urge to scream. His mind seemed stuck in a constant loop of what is going on what is going on whAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?! and Ghost’s nonchalant attitude wasn’t helping matters.
“What are you doing here?” Ace said, “You’re not a hero!”
The Ghost shrugged, his coat collar ending up by his ears. “One of my friends pointed out that anti-hero still had hero in the name.”
I know ppl are asking this a lot and I know it's a lot to ask for but what about hc where jacks and marks egos are in high school Like favorite subjects, relationships, who hates who, why do they get in trouble for idk And u is amazing btw
hell yes high school au yes please 🙌
dark: psychology, poetry, rivals with author, tolerates warf and anti, punctual, always dresses his best, probably class president.
wilford: journalism, best friends with author, runs the school’s newspaper, knows everything about everyone pretty much, a bit of a fashion icon.
author: creative writing, rivals with dark the most, best friends with warf, loves spending time in the library, very brooding.
goog: computer science, robotics, tends to be by himself, spends most of his time in the computer lab, enjoys talking with anti about technological stuff.
yandere: culinary, shy af, dark is probably his senpai, loves making food for his friends, enjoys people watching.
anti: electronics, video game design, loves to annoy dark, will babble on and on about video games, hosts mario kart nights at his house.
schneeplestein: anatomy, german, probably a foreign exchange student, gets a bit hysterical when he gets a ‘b’ on his tests, enjoys seeing marvin’s magic shows.
chase: sports management, plays too many sports, always invites everyone to his games, gets along with everyone pretty much, the jock.
marvin: drama, theater, loves showing off his magic skills, won the talent show last year, tries his best.
jackieboyman: drama, does gymnastics, likes to perform in plays, secretly making his own superhero outfit just in case he gets powers, very outgoing, gets along with chase and wilford.
???? HELP. Why do I always ship the things that get the most hate. *hysterical laughter* I cannot deal with myself anymore. It is literally 3:35 AM and I just spent a good two hours watching videos on REYLO THEORIES.
And it’s funny because legit while I was watching the movie in theaters a long time ago, when ren took his mask off infront of Rey I was like “wow are they gonna be a thing” anD THEN THEY WERENT BUT I SWORE THERE WAS SOMETHING GOING ON.
ALSO, BY THE WAY, the Reylo theories are extremely plausible and make so much sense and now I have false hope that this is going to happen anD IF IT DOESNT HAPPEN I AM GOING TO THROW MYSELF OFF MY ROOF AND NOW I AM BINGE WATCHING REYLO EDITS AND WATCHING CLIPS OF THEIR SCENES FROM THE MOVIES.
👏 I👏 AM 👏 NOT 👏 OKAY
im sorry. goodnight.
(p.s. I blame this on the people I follow on tumblr who reblog gifset’s of reylo and it finally got to me and I didnt even climb into the ship I fucking smashed into the side of it and now im trapped in a jail cell inside of the ship) (p.s.s I think I’m going crazy)