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CuddleMeOrDie :3

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I just want to make sure for myself as well that since her mother is planning on removing this post from her Tumblr that we make as many posts as possible documenting this so that this selfish woman does not get to erase everything that her daughter was

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PLEASE NEVER STOP REBLOGGING

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empyrealsoul

Reblog if you’re a safehouse blog!

Remember you can always talk to me if you need to my lovelies <3 x

I’m not sure what a safehouse blog is, but I’ll support anyone through anything. Fandom families are still families. Good Luck to all!

I AM A SAFEHOUSE BLOG. If any of those “raider” scumbags wants to get to fellow fandom families of mine, they’ll have to go through me first and I am forged from hellfire and steel. Let’s just hope they acknowledge that first before trying.

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I AM A SAFEHOUSE BLOG. mageofpolyamory is my mate and my wrath is 10x his, so you are very much protected. Any of these scumbag bullies will reap the day they stepped to me.

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empyrealsoul

Reblog if you’re a safehouse blog!

Remember you can always talk to me if you need to my lovelies <3 x

I’m not sure what a safehouse blog is, but I’ll support anyone through anything. Fandom families are still families. Good Luck to all!

I AM A SAFEHOUSE BLOG. If any of those “raider” scumbags wants to get to fellow fandom families of mine, they’ll have to go through me first and I am forged from hellfire and steel. Let’s just hope they acknowledge that first before trying.

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GOOGLE SEARCH: Painless ways to kill yourself. i. There is no painless way to kill yourself, someone, somewhere, will feel the pain. ii. The internet says, “sleeping pills, you will fall asleep and never wake up! You won’t feel a thing!” When that is a lie, your stomach will turn to fire and your throat will fill with the taste of your own stomach acid. You will drown in your own spit. That isn’t even the worst party, it’s when your mother comes home from work. She will walk through the door, and call out your name. She will call and call and there will be no response, maybe you’re in the shower? Maybe you’re asleep? She will walk up the stairs, knock on your door to receive no answer. When she walks in she will see the lifeless body of her baby girl, lying on the floor. Her heart will stop but she will run to you with shaky knees, touching your face that is now still and cold. Her body will be on fire, and her throat will begin to tighten, the sharp pains in her chest will feel like knives in the heart. That image will kill her more than her own death, it will haunt her living years each night. She will no longer be alive, but just as dead as you are now. iii. Years ago, your father showed you the gun safe he kept in the house in case of emergencies, you knew the pass code, you knew how to shoot and loud, at least you had an idea. They say a bullet to the brain will do the job.. So one night, when your father is fast asleep, you will be down the hallway staring down the mouth of a gun. One, two, three.. Your father’s heart will jump and his body will follow, the first thing he thinks of is you. He will scream your name and run down the hallway and bang on your door. It’s locked. His knees begin to feel weak as he bruises his body trying to knock down the door, the first sight he see’s in blood splattered on the wall. At that moment his breath began to stop, and his eyes wandered to yours. Still open, but no more life inside your shell. He will drop to his hands and knees and scream why, why, why. There will never be a day he won’t hate himself, for keeping a gun in the house, for not making you happy, for not knowing. He will live a life without a son, live a life with an empty space. Live a life of hurt, and hatred for himself. iv. You may think that when you’re dead and gone you will not be hurting anyone. You may think when you slide a blade across your wrist, you’re only hurting yourself. Yet I have learned that is not true, it’s not. The person who will find your body, the one who see’s the cuts, their chest will feel tight and they will feel like it was their fault for letting it get this far. The only mark you will be leaving on them is pain, hurt, and the question why? So please note this, there is pain in every suicide attempt, every death, every cut. You are not only hurting your life, but others too. Because you are cared for.

i.c. // “There is always pain in death, maybe not felt by the one dying, but felt by the lovers of the deceased.” (via delicatepoetry)

Holy.

(via lez-be-socially-awkward)

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Do you Know what is happening in Venezuela? This is what is happening. This is what has been happening during a week. The students have been protesting in a pacific way against the repressive and tyrant government that we have since 1999 (yes, 15 years living with insecurity, food and medicine shortages, deprivation of liberty, and media blackout) and what is the police and the army doing? Beating us, shooting us, and recently some students were condemned to jail for 13 years!! For what crime? For claiming justice and democracy. Please, share this post, the world needs to know.

#PrayForVenezuela

#SOSVenezuela

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criedwolves

you see these costumes? they’re considered “unwearable”.

honestly i’m pretty disgusted right now. this season i was hired at spirit halloween. now that the season’s over, we shut down the store and package everything back up until next year. we found many costumes with a broken zipper or missing an accessory or two. we were orderd to throw them out.

that’s right. right into the dumpster.

the belle dress i’m wearing? it was considered unsellable because it’s missing gloves and a headband. the bone suit? no dress shirt or hat so obviously no person could use it. the alice costume? it had the wrong accessories. who would want that, right?

i asked if we could have a charity pick them up or anything and i was told that because of company policies we were not allowed to do that and the items had to be “destroyed”, with proof that they were destroyed. i was furious. so after work i climbed into the dumpster, pulled out three boxes of costumes and ended up carrying them in the rain and onto a bus because i don’t have a car of my own. i plan to fix them all up and donate them to a charity because i felt sick to my stomach thinking about how some kid who’s family can’t afford a costume could be using these. it’s totally messed up and i’m not gonna let this shit happen.

i managed to save all of these…. nearly 40 costumes. it was literally all i could carry. most of them are kids’ costumes.

as a cosplayer i understand how much fun dressing up and becoming a character is. every person should get to enjoy that, even if they can’t afford it. halloween was a big part of my childhood and to think that some kids don’t get to experience that like i did breaks my heart. i hope that these costumes i salvaged will find their way to the people that need them most.

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