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A few weeks after Eric and I stopped talking to each other, Trevor and I happened to be driving home from school in separate cars. Trevor was driving his car ahead of me when we pulled up to the stop sign near my house. The spot was right next to the bus stop. Eric, who was riding the bus again, was throwing snowballs with other kids from school. When Eric saw Trevor, he picked up a chunk of ice from where it forms over the gutter. He threw it as hard as he could at Trevor’s car, denting the trunk. Then, without missing a beat, he picked up another chunk of ice and threw it at my car. The ice smashed into my windshield; I heard it crack. It wasn’t a large chip, but enough to make one of those little spider webs around it. I was livid. I slammed on the brakes and leaned out of the car, yelling, “Fuck you! Fuck you, Eric! You’re gonna pay to fix this!” Eric laughed at me. “Kiss my ass, Brooks! I ain’t paying for shit!” I floored the gas down the remaining few blocks to my parents’ house, went in and told my mom exactly what had happened. Then—seeing red—I went straight to Eric’s place to talk to his parents. I hammered on their front door, still furious. All I could think of was getting back at Eric. Mrs. Harris answered, and I glared at her. “I’ve got something to tell you about your son,” I said. She looked back at me, a little confused. “Okay…” She asked me to come in. We sat down in her living room, and I told her everything Eric had been doing in the past few months. “Your son’s been sneaking out at night,” I said. “He’s going around vandalizing things. He’s threatened people. And just now he broke my windshield.” She didn’t seem to believe me. She kept asking me to calm down. That only made me angrier. “He’s got liquor in his room,” I said. “Search it. He’s got spray paint cans in his room. Search it. Eric’s fucked up, and you need to know about it. I’m getting out of here before he gets back, because I’m not gonna deal with him right now.” Mrs. Harris wanted me to stay, to sit down and talk with Eric about this, as if we were in the school counselor’s office or something. I shook my head. “I’m gone,” I said as I got back in the car to go home.

Brown, B & Merritt, R. (2002). No Easy Answers: The Truth Behind Death at Columbine.

You can read the Spanish version here.

Puedes leer la versión en español aquí.

anonymous asked:

Holy shit did he kick you out of the house?

Andy: No. My parents are divorced so I never had to stay at one place for an extended period of time.

Also, I used to leave the house at like 2am when I was 11 and he never noticed. Once I was gone for three days and he didn’t notice until I came back. Plus he likes to play the ‘I’m a good father’ thing

biggest plot twist ever is me being good at planning out finances and building credit

BTS walking in on their little sister and another member.

Hey can you do a reaction to BTS walking in on their little sister (who is 17 or 18) and another member.~

~

Jin

‘So i was thinking we can order some food what you think Jungkoo… What the hell is my sister doing in your room?’


Originally posted by jungkookiescookies

HOSEOK

'No mom, she hasn’t been here i call you when i get to know where she is…so i gotta go Mom.

So Mom is worry and she’s wondering is you ran away with some guy but you are here with Namjoon watching cartoons, please call her and Namjoon please get out of my room’


Originally posted by wintaeangel

SUGA

'You are not home? ok dad i’ll wait for you and mom here did you let the key under the carpet?… Fine i’ll wait.

What are you even doing in my parents house you little shit stop arraising my sister V!’


Originally posted by mllestardust

Namjoon

'JH: and this is how you can keep space in your room…

RM: What the fuck are you guys doing!?

JH: i was teaching her to fix the things you broke

RM: YOU BOTH GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE NOW!’


Originally posted by 98a

Jimin

'JM: Hyung Hyung, what are you doing in my sister’s room?

J: She need it help with her outfit

JM: Ok i can see that, but.. what are you doing in my parents house?

J: She call me..

JM: But i’m your older brother i can help you not this kid!

J: WHO ARE YOU CALLING KID?!

JM: Sorry hyung.’


Originally posted by booptae

Taehyung

'V: I am so sorry you have to wait an hour for food the line in the pizza place was huge *TRIPS WITH JIMIN* what the fu….!

JM: Shhh… she’s going to find me…

V: She’s not going to! she sucks in hide and seek and what kind of BDSM is this?! WHY IS MY SISTER BLINDFOLDED?! JIMIN YOU LITTLE HUMAN COME HERE!!!’


Originally posted by vminv

Jungkook 

JK: Hyung…

SG: fuck off…

JK: What are you doing?

SG: this is a new yoga pose…

JK: i know… but what is my sister doing here?

SG: i was bored

JK: yeah but that’s my sister…

SG: GET OUT!

JK: sorry hyung.


Originally posted by reneemallen

psychosocialreb  asked:

where does the Eric quote 'kiss my ass Brooks, I ain't paying for shit' come from? like I know Eric said it but did he say it to Brooks directly or did he say it on his website or something? Love your blog btw :)

Excerpt compliments of Brooks Brown’s book “No Easy Answers”:

A few weeks after Eric and I stopped talking to each other, Trevor and I happened to be driving home from school in separate cars. Trevor was driving his car ahead of me when we pulled up to the stop sign near my house.
The spot was right next to the bus stop. Eric, who was riding the bus again, was
throwing snowballs with other kids from school.

When Eric saw Trevor, he picked up a chunk of ice from where it forms over the
gutter. He threw it as hard as he could at Trevor’s car, denting the trunk. Then,
without missing a beat, he picked up another chunk of ice and threw it at my car.
The ice smashed into my windshield; I heard it crack. It wasn’t a large chip, but
enough to make one of those little spider webs around it.
I was livid.

I slammed on the brakes and leaned out of the car, yelling, “ Fuck you! Fuck you, Eric! You’re gonna pay to fix this!”

Eric laughed at me. “ Kiss my ass, Brooks! I ain’t paying for shit!”

I floored the gas down the remaining few blocks to my parents’ house, went in
and told my mom exactly what had happened. Then—seeing red—I went straight to Eric’s place to talk to his parents.

I hammered on their front door, still furious. All I could think of was getting back
at Eric. Mrs. Harris answered, and I glared at her. “ I’ve got something to tell you
about your son,” I said.”

If you want to know what happens next, I highly suggest reading his book.
(throwing in a little freebie on Freebie Friday haha) ;)

Thanks, glad you enjoy E-C. :) 

i have so much shit to do but i cant stop procrastinating, writing and drawing because during the week i have no time to do what i love so now im having mild anxiety attacks lmao help

In honor of Father’s Day this past Sunday, I’d like to share some of the things my sixty-five-year-old father said to me over dinner at my new apartment:

  • I saw those ramen packages in your garbage. Good to know some things never change.
  • *points at my cat* You got a Maow-maow!
  • Your sister gave me a grandson, but I guess I can deal with a grandcat. *proceeds to pet the cat for two hours*
  • Where did you learn to do that? The Internet? Mom and I paid for you to go to college, and you’re learning things on the Internet???
  • I haven’t seen any alcohol yet. I’m so proud of you. *opens the freezer* Never mind.
  • Don’t tell your mother, but you definitely got my taste in decorating. The woman couldn’t tell taupe from beige if it kicked her in the rear.
  • *standing in the dining room* Where is the dining room.
  • *to my cat* You’re a cat! A little black cat! Black cat!
  • Let’s order pizza. I hear it’s all the rage.
  • Who is this Taylor Swift and why is she always in my radio
  • Cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat. (I am my father, and my father is me.)
  • *standing in the living room* Where is the living room.
  • *after I asked him how he likes his new house* Same shit, different toilet.

anonymous asked:

What would you guys do if you met each other in real life? Like where would you guys go?

Dani: I would take her to Charlotte and go drinking (I’d sneak her the booze) and to some fun coffee shops! THen we would go to a vineyard and a flower market and maybe to my parents mountain house (I’m romantic as shit)

Ellen: N’Awlins (For the regular people that’s New Orleans) This Po Boy place called Johnny’s or the one on Diners Drive-Ins and Dives and then I’d take her to Cafe Beignets then the aquarium! Cause it’s fucking lit

anonymous asked:

Daddy, sorry that so many are so demanding of you. Please don't think a few speak for all of us. (I send this because I worry that you will tire of us & leave us to our misery. THAT, you sexy beast, would be utter hell.) You do you, boo. Hugs & (tongue) kisses. <3

filthy anon

i’m not going anywhere. if i’m inactive or quiet it only means i’m working on other shit and trying to balance house life and parent life and my own personal art/writing. i’m not going anywhere by a long shot

Dad!Michael would include:
  • @ 2 AM “Babe, could you please get the baby?”
  • fast asleep, drooling, snoring Michael
  • videogames videogames videogames
  • “Babe, he needs to do his homework”
  • “Just one more game mom!” “Yeah babe, just one more”
  • Helping his son out with math homework “What the fuck is this”
  • “Michael, no swearing”
  • “Oh shit sorry. Ah shit. Fuck! ugh!”
  • a heavy swear jar
  • family pizza night
  • “kids are at my parents’ house” sex
  • “kids are asleep” sex
  • “Mommy, daddy, what are you doing?”
  • “Sweetie I thought you were asleep”
  • “Michael you are late pick him up from school!”
  • trouble-maker son
  • Michael pretending to be mad but he’s actually proud
  • doodles with his little girl
  • hair dye hair dye hair dye
  • “Michael, he’s only 7 leave his hair alone”
  • The Cliffords

If you have a “Would Include” request, send it over :) 

I’m at my parents house tryna beat my shit but I have no headphones to watch pno and all the nudes I’ve acquired over the years are on my old phone which I don’t have with me this is a fucking nightmare

anonymous asked:

What kind of supernatural occurrences have you encountered? (lol sorry, I'm just really fascinated by this stuff. You don't have to answer if you don't want to)

Just weird shit happening when I lived at my parents’ really old house.

They were also super into antiques so our house was full of super old shit, some of which came with creepy stories. 

memories ive made with each of the signs (aries perspective)
  • aries: adventuring in the woods as little kids, making stupid videos, going to lots of concerts together
  • taurus: sitting on your porch till the sun rises smoking cigarettes while you play guitar, always getting you to do stupid shit with me
  • gemini: jumping off a 6 story bridge together into a river, i hurt my knee and you pulled me to shore
  • cancer: getting drunk off tequila together and watching make out scenes on youtube
  • leo: going on lots of adventures together, partying, you once washed your hair in creek water
  • virgo: sitting in your hangout-van getting high and laughing so hard at stupid shit
  • libra: sneaking over to your house because my parents wouldn't let me over since they found out all the shit we did together
  • scorpio: you did 3 tabs of acid and wanted me to bleach part of your hair and dye another part pink so i did
  • sagittarius: getting into intense arguments about how much better aries is than sagittarius and vice versa
  • capricorn: going to the park at 2 am and you ripped the fence posts out of the ground and stuck them up everywhere
  • aquarius: getting stranded in the city together at 2-4 am whilst royally fucked up
  • pisces: falling asleep on facetime every night, helping you get to rehab to get better, and sticking with you through everything