The Basement
Chloe: So, what's your body count?
Rachel: What?
Chloe: I mean, how many people have you slept with?
Rachel: Oh, I thought you saw the basement.
Chloe: What?
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Halsey | Hopeless Fountain Kingdom Tour: Brooklyn, NY | 10.13.17
High musical school?
Ship cat of HMS Barham, 1915
yo mama jokes do not fly in the supernatural fandom..........that being said they do get pinned to the ceiling tho
I would like to dedicate this post to the passing of Juice WRLD. He died today, December 8th from a seizure. Juice's music helped me cope with things I can't even begin to describe and explain to anyone. His music and influence will live on forever. Another talented and aspiring rapper has been lost in 2019. Fly high Juice 🙏🕊
i'm pissed. i'm fucking pissed. all the shit i've been through and i've had to endure, i've endured it. then there comes those moments. the "little things". they push me right over he edge into the fiery depths of hell. i feel the heat of my anger. my blood boils for what i deserve. i want to burn them all to the ground. ashes to ashes. and then start again. like a phoenix. i feel my heart beat faster and faster and i desire so desperately to pour it out and rage. i want to destroy in a frenzy. a madman fighting an army knowing in his cold, unbeating heart that he will emerge victorious. knowing his will and rage will decide his fate for him. his enemies will ehar his roars and be frozen in fear and a midst battle his laughter as he enjoys the massacre. but eventually it dies down ever so slowly. that rage only lasts for so long till it dies down and your heart starts to beat at it's normal pace once more.
the rage is now bottled up and it is contained. the anger i once felt is dissipating but the memmory of that rage is replaced by a feeling of reality. what's happened has already happened and a sense of acceptance that the past cannot be changed. your heart beats rhythmically to it's normal pace and you areonce again left with a blank slate. what will i experience next? melancholy? fear? happiness? or simply absolutely nothing? would it be curse to feel nothing? or would it be a blessing?
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Max: I’m a good person.
Chloe: You just said you thought about shoving a person because they were walking too slow.
Max: But I didn’t do it! And for that I am basically a saint!
For some reason people stopped talking about autonomous zones after the CHAZ was shut down, so most people don’t realize that both George Floyd Square in Minneapolis and the James Talib-Dean Memorial Encampment in Philadelphia are still autonomous 3 months later
They’re also both facing regular threats of invasion and could really use visibility and support. The cops are expecting to be able to clear these places out without anyone else noticing