It's Shit All The Way Down, Brother

If you're only living because you're afraid of death, then you're just like me.

I'm Agender and Asexual.

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Thought it was a good way to end the month.

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《 Here's another re-color for the people 》

♥︎ Feel free to use them for whatever you want

♥︎ Questions are always welcome

I wonder if completely ignoring my problems will make them go away.

Not so friendly reminder that people who demonise antisocial personality disorder, narcissistic people, personality disorders, psychopaths, sociopaths, people with DID, people who are clinically insane/psychotic, people with schizophrenia, etc, can fuck right off and are not welcome here. No disorder makes you an inherently evil person, and the people you're demonising are human beings who deserve basic human treatment.

Not only that, friendly reminder those people are welcome here, and this is a safe space for disorders considered "scary" and "dangerous" bc y'all are fucking human beings.

The bite of '97

ENLARGE YOURSELF

SHOUT IT FROM THE ROOFTOPS! ♡

if you don't do anything else today,

Please have a moment of silence for the people who were killed instead of freed when news of emancipation finally reached the furthest corners of the american south.

have another moment for the ledgers, catalogs, and records that were burned and the homes that were destroyed to hide the presence of very much alive and still enslaved people on dozens of plantations and homesteads across the south for decades after emancipation.

and have a third moment for those who were hunted and killed while fleeing the south to find safety across the border, overseas, in the north and to the west.

black people. light a candle, write a note to those who have passed telling them what you have achieved in spite of the racist and intolerant conditions of this world, feel the warmth of the flame under your hand, say a prayer of rememberance if you are religious, place the note under the candle, and then blow it out.

if you have children, sit them down and tell them anything you know about the life of oldest black person you've ever met. it doesn't have to be your own family. tell them what you know about what life was like for us in the days, years, decades after emancipation. if you don't know much, look it up and learn about it together.

This is Juneteenth.

white people CAN interact with this post. share it, spread it.

For those outside of America going "why don't you fight back" or "don't you guys know what's going on?" let me explain something to you.

We know.

There is nothing a lot of us can do right now.

We are either minorities surrounded by Trump supporters or struggling to make ends meet or (most likely) both.

These first few days are designed to exhaust us. It's the same tactic he used during his first administration. Overwhelm the media and the masses so that the more sinister things he does gets swept under the rug.

And honestly, a lot of us are checked out because we spent the last four years warning people about a second term because our lives were on the line and those we thought cared about us proved they didn't.

And now we're just trying to find some sort of semblance of happiness in this joyless world we're now living in. We fight when we can, we bring attention to what we can, but a lot of us are just fucking exhausted.

So please, cut us some slack. We've been fighting for the last eight years, we still have to fight for the next four.

Right now, survival is the only rebellion we have.

"He owed me 5 sand dollahs"

if i ever had godlike powers over the nature of animals i'd just make crabs smarter. like on par with crows or something. you'll walk out onto the pier at night and see a group of crabs working together to drag an unconscious man into the water. you can't help him now. he's gone.