to any americans who feel "paralyzed" and "dont know what to do" to help with gaza:
reading a fucking book. i beg of you.
in a time of knowledge suppression is it your duty to arm yourself with knowledge.
read about americas occupations in the middle east.
read about 9/11 from outside of america and see how they inflicted senseless harm and violence to countless amounts of people and have been suppressing your rights for the past 2 fucking decades.
read about any of the countless wars from the past 30 years. especially from a civilian's. and the victims and survivors' perspective. listen to the horror stories and do not plug your fucking ears as to what your country is doing.
and read about fucking gaza and palestine and keep up with what is happening no matter how "sad" or "uncountable" you might get.
dont look away from this.
you dont have the right to be comfortable during countless active genocides.
if you're knowledgeable, you're powerful, and our current state doesnt fucking want that.
you have the power to change things if you open your eyes and scream to the world.
wake the fuck up.
Doing more than one? Choose whichever you found the most helpful. ❤️
Reminder to unplug and get out in the world today. Today’s morning walk photos 🍃🌧
do you love my beautiful girls?
you see her sitting alone at the bar. how do you approach?
angel metal band you agree
tw: meantions of alcohol and addiction
Mike used to drink. It was a problem. It was a habit he picked up from his dad that got worse after moving to California. before he met the guys, he was on his own, struggling and homeless. He didn’t drink constantly, rather when things were going bad, he’d stay out until the bar closed.
After the Monkees all moved in together, he tried to hide it, but they caught on pretty quick. Davy had sat him down and said that this was something he didn’t have to (and shouldn’t) face alone. They helped get into a support group and found that it was easier to substitute the alcohol for something else whenever Mike wanted it. Coke-a-Cola seemed to do the trick. That’s how the Monkees came to having Coke in the house at all times. Some weeks they would sacrifice groceries to buy it because Mike being healthy was the most important thing to them.
Now they are all sworn off of alcohol. None of them drink. Sometimes Mike feels like falling into old habits, especially after a harrowing adventure, but he looks around at the guys to remind himself he’s not in that place anymore, he is okay and doesn’t need the old habits, he has new ones. Then he’ll sit down and noodle on the guitar or play around with the boys. He knows they all have each other’s backs.
When I forget to do something, I say “Fuck” in a specific tone of voice. Fuck is not a word I say by itself often (usually it’s in a phrase). Then, whenever I do say “fuck” again later that day or the next, I remember the other thing I forgot to do, which I can sometimes do right then, or sometimes I build up a list of things I forgot, but anyway the “Fuck” helps me remember them so I don’t go three months without having done whatever it is or forgot it existed.
reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something
HeRe wE gO AgaIN
more pressing question what the hell is MICKY doing
He/They, I do fic and head cannon requests for Monkees, Stranger Things, Percy Jackson, Marauders/Harry Potter, Umbrella Academy, Henry Danger, Keep off My Grass, Infernal Devices, Brokeback Mountain, and I'll try my hand at almost anything. Don't be shy! I am welcoming to all beliefs, preferences, identities, content requests, etc. as long as they are not damaging or harmful to any one or group.
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