OH IT MAKES SENSE NOW THANK YOU FOR PUTTING IT INTO WORDS
derinthemadscientist
Same story for evil cops. Environments that allow predators and abusers to thrive and be protected are going to fill up with predators and abusers no matter how good the people around them are.
It happens in a lot of fields. Cops, social workers, priests, volunteers who work with kids, foster parents. Predators operate at their peak in positions of authority where they can act unquestioned.
myopic-magpie
Sappho, fragment 147 trans. Anne Carson
god this makes me feel some new type of emotional. i live for wlw positivity
valentines day is coming up,, if you ever wanted to gift me a sword with a engraved romantic message,,, now is the time
trevenanl-deactivated20200913
Anyways! Being mean for no reason is out, being kind for no reason is in
i am fine thank you for asking! though recently there has been a darkness growing within me
the-ramenbirb
How are you feeling today?
- Happy
- Confident
- Excited!
- i feel hollow
- The Void™.
- a̸̧͕͔̹̘͍͓̺͎̅̾͞͡͠a̶̡̻̫͇̤̩͇͙̱͎͐̋̀͋̄͡á̠̥̮̣͓͇͕̥̩͈͆̄͊̌͞á͍͓̹͍͖̏͐͋̃͛͟͞͝ͅą̸̰̼̣̖̯̱̩͎͐̓̊̂͡ͅa̛̝̗̠͈͙̅͆͐̋̍̋̚à̢͇̻̞̼̮̣̀̽̓̔̀̈̏̀͡a̺͉͙̙͊̇̋̒̀͜͝͡ą͎̟̩͙̏̓͑͘͝a̛͉͕̪̳̗͚̋͐͐̃͞ḁ̜̭͙̼̫̻͙͕̿̔͌̈́͌̕͜a̵̛͙̜̫̭̬̜̖͉͎͗͌̅̋ą̸̯̟̣͇̗͖̮̤̠͆̀̓̔̅̑͞a̢̻͉̹̪̟͉͓̮̲̒͆̽̋̊̚͝a̶͕̙̭̦̯̪͋͛̍̾͒̇͘à̭͖̥͖̭̬̩̝̣̉̂̎͑̌͘͝͠͠ā̼͉͔̼͓̤̳͐̇̅̑̀͌͋̓ą̛̠̮̹̰̏̅̐͋̓͜ͅà̸͉̱̱͚͇͗̒͛͠a̻͔̦͔̥̭̿̊͊͒͊̅͟ā̷͉͕̩͇̻͖̅͂͊͒͜͞a̹̹̥̳̞̰̖̬̳̾̅̇̊̎͞ͅȁ͓̝̳͎̦͇̓̅̀̊͜ă̶͇͙̭̙̟̆̿̒̽̿͝ą̟̪̮̠̳̼͕͈̫͒̈́̿͋̊̕͞ą̷̛͕̥̙̟͋͂͌̈́͑͡ä̶̖̹̣͙͖́̌̋͌̃͢â̦͈̤̯̝̯̮̱͑͒̓̆̀̉͟͞͡͝a̶̘̻̦͓̟̹̫͇̋̆̽́̀͘̚̕͠ä̢̹̱̮͖̘̺͇́̃͗̏̀͞͞a̵͇̠̣̻̻̓̑̍̚̕͟͝a̡̡͇͕̣̭͔͔͙͋̏̄̀̑́͝͠ã̷̢̫͚͓̩̫͎̞͖̤̒̓͑͞á̸̧͙͔͙̠͒̇̔͑̈̓̈͝͠ͅâ̸̡̨̛͓̬̩̺̖̥̜͗͌̊́̿͞ͅa̵̘͉̬̭̿̽́͌͑̇́̄̎͢ͅà̡̭̞̞̖̮̻͍̣̇̾̿͞͞a̷̢̡̺̭̣̦̯͇̿̀̈́̒̎͗a̴̧̯̱͙͎͖͆͋̀͋̈a̢̭̜̦̰͆̂̒̆͟͝ͅa̵̡͖̫̲̻̙͓̘͗͒́̓̓̏́̀̒͠ͅą̢̢̛͈̱͍͇̭̯̈́̏̋̈́ā̶̡͕͔̣̠͇͇͒̋̏̐͊̏̕a̷̱̗̺̼̝͚͌̉̋͐͆͊̌̎͞͝à͕̦̮͍͈̹͔̲͗̽̈́͑͌̚͟͝
I feel the last one right now
6thlovelanguage-deactivated2020
no offense but if you have ever been kind to me i have never forgotten it
*does 30 minutes of responsibilities in life* Good work me!!!! I have earned a 3 hour daydream session as a reward *grabs my earbuds*
*new yorker voice* ey! im spiralling here!
syfylesbian
*new yorker voice* im fallin apart! badabing badaboom!
a-shy-girls-thoughts-deactivate
Do not mistake me for my mask. You see light dappling on the water and forget the deep, cold dark beneath.
Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind
spirituallyminded-deactivated20
It occurred to Pooh and Piglet that they hadn’t heard from Eeyore for several days, so they put on their hats and coats and trotted across the Hundred Acre Wood to Eeyore’s stick house. Inside the house was Eeyore.
“Hello Eeyore,” said Pooh.
“Hello Pooh. Hello Piglet,” said Eeyore, in a Glum Sounding Voice.
“We just thought we’d check in on you,” said Piglet, “because we hadn’t heard from you, and so we wanted to know if you were okay.”
Eeyore was silent for a moment. “Am I okay?” he asked, eventually. “Well, I don’t know, to be honest. Are any of us really okay? That’s what I ask myself. All I can tell you, Pooh and Piglet, is that right now I feel really rather Sad, and Alone, and Not Much Fun To Be Around At All. Which is why I haven’t bothered you. Because you wouldn’t want to waste your time hanging out with someone who is Sad, and Alone, and Not Much Fun To Be Around At All, would you now.”
Pooh looked and Piglet, and Piglet looked at Pooh, and they both sat down, one on either side of Eeyore in his stick house.
Eeyore looked at them in surprise. “What are you doing?”
“We’re sitting here with you,” said Pooh, “because we are your friends. And true friends don’t care if someone is feeling Sad, or Alone, or Not Much Fun To Be Around At All. True friends are there for you anyway. And so here we are.”
“Oh,” said Eeyore. “Oh.” And the three of them sat there in silence, and while Pooh and Piglet said nothing at all; somehow, almost imperceptibly, Eeyore started to feel a very tiny little bit better.
Because Pooh and Piglet were There. No more; no less.
~ Kathryn Wallace
afrosoka
“The name Hitler does not offend a black South African because Hitler is not the worst thing a black South African can imagine. Every country thinks their history is the most important, and that’s especially true in the West. But if black South Africans could go back in time and kill one person, Cecil Rhodes would come up before Hitler. If people in the Congo could go back in time and kill one person, Belgium’s King Leopold would come way before Hitler. If Native Americans could go back in time and kill one person, it would probably be Christopher Columbus or Andrew Jackson. I often meet people in the West who insist that the Holocaust was the worst atrocity in human history, without question. Yes, it was horrific. But I often wonder, with African atrocities like in the Congo, how horrific were they? The thing Africans don’t have that Jewish people do have is documentation. The Nazis kept meticulous records, took pictures, made films. And that’s really what it comes down to. Holocaust victims count because Hitler counted them. Six million people killed. We can all look at that number and be rightly horrified. But when you read through the history of atrocities against Africans, there are no numbers, only guesses. It’s harder to be horrified by a guess. When Portugal and Belgium were plundering Angola and the Congo, they weren’t counting the black people they slaughtered. How many black people died harvesting rubber in the Congo? In the gold and diamond mines of the Transvaal? So in Europe and America, yes, Hitler is the Greatest Madman in History. In Africa he’s just another strongman from the history books.”
— Trevor Noah, Born a Crime: Stories from a South African Childhood (via christymtidwell)
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