alright, off to bed i go
i wont be getting home until around 9:30-10 pm tomorrow and then i’ll most likely just be showering and passing out in bed soooo yeah. wont be around much if at all tomorrow OTL
i scare people lots because i walk very softly and they don’t hear me enter rooms so when they turn around i’m just kind of there and their fear fuels me
im going through my tag i need to bring thi s back omfg
cam and jordan confirmed for giant fucking dorks holy shit
what’s the difference between a dirty bus stop and a lobster with breast implants ?
one’s a crusty bus station and one’s a busty crustacean
Police officers in Ferguson, Missouri, have begun wearing body cameras after weeks of unrest over the shooting death of an unarmed black teen by a white officer and sharply differing accounts of the incident, officials said on Sunday.
Michael Brown, 18, was shot multiple times by Ferguson Police Officer Darren Wilson on Aug. 9, sparking nearly three weeks of angry protests in the St. Louis suburb and drawing global attention to race relations in the United States.
Law enforcement and witnesses gave differing accounts of what transpired before Brown was shot, with police saying the teen had struggled with the officer. Witnesses say Brown held up his hands and was surrendering when he was shot multiple times in the head and chest.
The discrepancy has revived calls for officers across the county to be outfitted with body cameras to help capture an accurate record of police-involved incidents.
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put sparkly nipple tassels on ur fav troll
I found this for Orwell
i say “fight me” a lot for a girl who is 5”3’ and has a hard time opening some doors because they’re too heavy
there we have it
that is the end of that very important plot rp w/ emante, givana, and galfir. yes, somebody died, and yes, it’s permanent >w>
You make a disgusted face at her, curling your upper lip, but nodding reluctantly. Might as well get it over with. “Yeah, whatever,” you mutter. “Just don’t be fucking greedy. I need it too.”
Considering she came here with the obvious intention of slowly and painfully killing you, though, you suppose that just becoming a snack is a pretty acceptable downgrade. Assuming, of course, she can leave you with enough blood to get back to the city, because you’re admittedly already a little lightheaded with the amount you lost from your chest. God, does that ever hurt still.
You exhale slowly through your nose and close your eyes for a moment. “Good,” you say, ignoring his order in favor of keeping your temper. “Now come.” Your voice dips down into a growl as you lead him away from this place.
You’re hungry but your appetite just isn’t there in the place you did that terrible thing. You have to come back though, for your weapons and belongings, and to empty out all of Givana’s old things and burn them with the body and the history you’ve left behind.