So heartbreaking 💔 if anyone is struggling with addiction or a mental illness please don't be afraid to reach out to someone or ask to get help. And if you know someone who is struggling from addiction don't be afraid to talk to them you just might save there life.
i suffered so much today brethren i worked 14 hours after partying all night/not sleeping and an old lady literally choked and died on a dish i prepared and the business did not even shut down… also people kept ordering food while she was getting cpr. we were in the kitchen oblivious til servers told us about it afterwards ??? us in the kitchen like ???? sorry what ?
basically servers got the fuckin day off sitting around for their emotions or whatever and we’re in the back like busting ass bro standing up was my #1 priority.
thanks for coming bye
//I watched this episode of SVU the other day and I can’t get it out of my head. In it, this woman posed as her married twin for three years after the sister’s abrupt murder. She did this to protect her sister’s family and their younger sister who was in a bad situation.
Of course, I started wondering what would happen if Charles had died somewhere between Days of Future past and Apocalypse, but no one knew it…except for a sibling who went on to live as him as a way to protect the school and his dream. In my head, it’s X (in some world where he really is Charles’ twin brother) but Raven works as well: Charles can’t use his powers while on his spine treatment, thus explaining her lack of telepathy. Of course, there’s Hank to deal with as well…either he’s in on this or Raven can replicate another’s scent (I can’t remember.)
I like to imagine X in this situation because EriX is fave ship number 2 and imagine if Erik had only heard of this twin in passing. I think a canon X would be that standoffish rebel who can’t be in one place too long because as we all know, he can’t feelings well. If he and Charles also grew up with Raven, it’s entirely possible X is the odd one out.
Plus I think Erik would figure Raven out pretty quickly. He knows Charles intimately, after all. Maybe he’d figure X out as well, but X does have telepathy on his side. It’s easier to fill in the gaps when you can pull from others’ minds.
Or hell, maybe this can apply to an alternate WG universe where X was always Charles’ renegade twin and fills in for him after learning he a) lived with the Brotherhood for far more years than the Charles he remembered would’ve put up with and b) his untimely death (which would differ depending on the universe.) you know he’d be hella suspicious and wracked with guilt ajshdkdksaa okay I’m done
Anyway, thank you all for putting up with my babble x’D good night
In what ways, game.
In what ways.
Why am I alive?
Just to die?
Maybe I'm not alive.
What does being alive mean?
Does it mean I'm breathing?
Or does it mean I'm out there in the world, making others lives worth living. Finding happiness. Love. And even sadness.
Lives all end in death. It's inevitable.
But we are all in control of having a life before death.
Some of us never get the chance to be alive before they die.
Or some chose not to be alive before they die.
Which path are we supposed to choose?
Maybe it's up to us. Maybe we can change whether we were alive or not. We have to keep ourselves alive before death.
@kaiokicks I love you and I promise you with all my heart and everythin’ that I am that I’ll get you there safely, no matter what. Even if it kills me but you gotta trust me.
istfg if anyone ever calls me a beaner again or says to me "i dont speak taco" in a dumba$$ Mexican accent i am committing murder then and there and i will laugh as i talk sh-t about the now dead racists dead body in spanish
As Tay went down, his limbs grew colder and his chest seized. He drew his weapon and began shooting with all he could muster. Adam took out her killers with ease, but the gunshots fired with the blind ambition of avenging his girlfriend’s death drew the attention of mobs nearby. He fought a good fight, fending off and killing dozens of purgers, but the cowboy’s downfall came when he ran out of bullets.
i feel obligated to relay tiktok drama onto this platform so that you can all talk about the weirdness and disrespect of these random people. anyway-
this girl on tiktok (@imok.org but now has changed to @kalamities) made a video of her classroom which was completely empty with the caption (in all caps) “bro i went to the bathroom. i heard what i thought were gunshots as i was walking back to class and now this place is fking empty”. it had a massive amount of views and comments asking if she was okay.
she didnt say ANYTHING for ~12 hours. and then finally her update was something like “i don’t have to provide you with context, just because i haven’t specified doesn’t mean nothing happened” and that she wasn’t “ready to talk about it”.
now heres where it gets interesting. an (alleged) classmate of hers (@oliviaa.leeann) duetted her video with the caption “we go to the same school Kaitlin, what exactly happened bc nothing did”. Olivia said in the comments that her and Kaitlin have last period together, that nothing happened, and that Kaitlin didn’t go to school the next day (presumably bc she got called out).
tl:dr - multiple of Kaitlin’s classmates have now posted videos of the school as proof that nothing happened and it’s spread like wildfire that this girl falsely claimed she was in a school shooting and purposely didn’t say anything for TWELVE HOURS (a long time after school finished) and then claimed she wasn’t ready to talk about something... that never happened. for tiktok clout. and shes in highschool and must be at least 15 or 16 so its not even like shes a kid, makes it much worse.
No, no, it wasn’t supposed to be like this, it wasn’t supposed to end like this. Not this soon.
They were going to travel, and have kids. They’d picked names, they were going to foster animals and... and...
His brain clicked off. He’d seen so much death before, had courted it himself years back, and now, watching people he considered family, watching his wife die, after they’d gotten so fucking close.
He wouldn’t go to the safe house.
Dropping his few remaining knives to the ground unceremoniously, he walked back towards the chaos, lettings the Gods do what they saw fit.
It was her fault.
It was something she’d never be able to forgive herself for.
She didn’t think he’d fall. She especially didn’t think he’d fall to his death, surrounded by his family; both blood and blade. She couldn’t bear to look down at Roman. She couldn’t contemplate looking down at Mox’s body, knowing that he’d still be here if she wasn’t a coward, refusing to come down onto the ground where she’d witnessed so much death and suffering.
It was her fault.
It was all her fault.
He should’ve been here instead of her.
And no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t fix it.
Dear diary... (Trigger warning)
I'm having a "you should have died last night but you failed again, and now you're still here" crisis right now.
IM DONE BEING THE STRONG ONE
IM DONE SITTING AND TAKING IT ALL
IM DONE BEING THE BUTT OF EVERYTHING
I DONT DESERVE THIS
She was bound and determined.
Despite being separated from the rest of the group, she knew what she had to do-- who she had to save, the people who mattered to her the most. To guarantee their safety, to use all the training that had gotten her right by the safe house before she turned back around.
She never saw them coming from behind.
Well. I am missing my nonna tonight and I’m just like wow.