why is europe a dirty word

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Name: Courtney~
Nicknames: Cori.
Gender: F.
⭐ Sign: Cancer.
Height: 5′3″
Sexuality: Pansexual.
Hogwarts 🏠: Hufflepuff.
Dream Trip: Europe or Oregon; pretty places. (I want to live in Oregon so bad, it’s rainy and lovely)
Avg hours of 💤: 10.
Why I made a tumblr: Creative outlet, now it just makes me super happy.
🐶 or 🐈 person: Cat person, but dogs are wonderful too.
When I made my blog: Sometime around 2015? Maybe??
Followers: 3k+ of super awesome, lovely, wonderful people.
Reasons for my url: I just thought it was an interesting word. c:

5 thing you’ll find in my room:
- My cats
- A bunch of dirty dishes & laundry
- Various stationary items.
- A large man on the couch, playing Xbox.
- Too many stuffed animals.

5 things that make me happy:
- Sims + Simblr
- @shysimblr
- All the tea
- Sushi
- The smell of cinnamon.

5 things I’m currently into:
- Re-watching Skins over and over and over again.
- Mastering Hunie Cam.
- Watching GameGrumps, Markiplier & JackSepticEye religiously.
- Drawing stars
- Amazon’s ‘Interesting Finds’

5 things on my to do list:
- Clean my fucking bedroom, lol.
- Make everyone hate Jasper even more.
- Keep my hair brushed.
- Character development with Margoe and Noah.
- Get on a better sleep schedule.

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My dad was a safety officer at Chernobyl during the meltdown. Before he died of cancer last year, he told me about something he saw that night. I can’t keep it to myself.

credit to- iia

I won’t give a long backstory because it doesn’t matter. Basically, he got the job through a former schoolmate of his who worked in some mid-level Party position. Dad was down on his luck at the time and Egor happened to see him at a local tavern. They got to talking, and Egor pulled some strings and gave him the position. Didn’t matter that he wasn’t qualified. “Half the guys aren’t,” he was told.

Anyway, dad started working there in 1984 and did a pretty good job. He did what he was told; most of it was just checking dial readouts and making sure pipes were sealed and whatnot. In late 1985 and early 1986, he started noticing far more Party representatives coming in and out of the plant. Usually the visits were limited to compliance officers and hazardous materials supervisors when radioactive material was moved in or out. But these weren’t plant specialists. They looked like they were Politburo. He told me he recognized a couple of them from televised speeches, but he didn’t remember the names. He just knew they were high ranking.

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