BARELY 50% of the people in the U.S. voted. Think about that. We have been condemned to four years of that racist fucking cheese puff. We have MILLIONS OF PEOPLE whose rights and livelihoods are in jeopardy and half of this country doesn’t even care. Couldn’t even be bothered to vote.
Men and women have fought and died for that right and they just threw it away. If I ever meet an American who tells me they didn’t vote this year (if they were eligible), I’m going to just fucking deck them.
THERE ARE LIVES AT STAKE.
Donald Trump won the presidency with 59,480,726 votes.
That’s 1,452,778 votes FEWER than Mitt Romney lost with.
It’s 467,597 votes fewer than John McCain lost with.
(And 200,372 votes fewer than Hillary Clinton lost with. Just saying.)
This was the WORST VOTER TURNOUT since the 2000 election. A full TEN MILLION PEOPLE fewer voted than in 2008. Over ONE HUNDRED MILLION PEOPLE didn’t vote when they were eligible to.
You know what? Correction. I’m not angry. I’m fucking livid.
it hurts that maven calore could've been a different (probably not the cruel boy that he is) if he didnt have elara for a mother
maybe he could find love that his parents never gave him. (not with mare though gods)
maybe he wouldn’t had his love for cal forgotten and twisted into anger and hatred. (’my brother. my father. i know i loved them once. i remember it. but i dont feel it. that love isn’t there anymore’)
maybe he wouldn’t have gone to the dark side.
maybe somehow, he could’ve been happy. pained for his past, but he could’ve had a future that doesn’t involve him dying in the hands of his enemies. (’the pain makes you stronger. love makes you weak.’)
i’m sorry he’s a monster, yes, i know that, but he was made; that led him to his fucking twisted path now.
Being an aromantic with romantic urges fucking sucks, because you have no desire to be in a relationship and you never want to get married and settle down, but you watch movies and read books with romantic sub plots and you get invested in their love and you root for them and want them to be happy, and in the back of your mind you think, “Man, I want that, I want to be in love” even though you know damn well you don’t. And then you just and up feeling confused and wrong and broken.
the best part of upd8 culture is making horrible shitty text posts about it and watching them gain a frankly undeserving amount of notes because the entire fandom is flipping out and the only way to cope with this never-ending rollercoaster ride is to either lean into it with all you’ve got or curl up under the bars and pray for death
So I’ve been working on a cc finds blog as a side blog to this one…but then I got to wondering…is it best to have it as it’s own main blog? That way if anything unfortunate would happen to it…this one wouldn’t disappear as well?
horrible concept: a Rosemary fic where Rose plans to knit Kanaya a sweater as a charming nondenominational human secular holiday present but Vriska and Terezi find out and try to make Drama by telling Kanaya about the fearsome power of the legally binding human sweater curse. Hilarity ensues as they drag Kanaya around and try to come up with horrible, improbable ways to sabotage the sweater project, and fail at every turn through bizarre and mysterious coincidences, and Kanaya almost starts to believe them, but in the end she and Rose make up, and it doesn’t matter anyway because Rose has never finished a major knitting project in her life.