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sorry.

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Too often, the only escape is sleep.

Charles Bukowski (via infpisme)

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@seananmcguire wrote this on twitter and I had to share.

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I am a straight, white, middle-class American.

Can someone give me practical steps on how I can use my privilege to actively advocate for those who are marginalized by this election?

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Look at you guys being all successful, doing your exams, doing your tests. We’re so proud of you. Congratulations to everybody here that has braved through life, made it ‘til the end of the year and has just finished a bunch of tests or exams. You deserve to have a tea, have a rest, watch your favourite thing and just enjoy sinking into a fandom of some kind.

@danisnotonfire during his joint live show with @amazingphil on 15th of December 2016

Quotes from Dan (17/?)

He’s so damn kind.

(via natigail)

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November 8, 2006

Sharing that post makes me angry. Just thinking about how I tried to do something when almost half of Americans chose not to vote makes me angry. 

Free will is a lie. We have no control over anything, not even our own destinies. Sure, we choose our leader and our representatives, but what does that choice matter when the system’s rigged in every way imaginable?

I think back to the hell that everyone, not just Americans, had to go through for the past year, and the irony just glares me in the face. Why bother indeed.

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October 8, 2004

This election is tearing my friendships apart and it’s still a month away. I can’t even look at Sammi or Megan without wanting to cry or scream. 

Today at lunch, Megan talked about how we should be pro-life because of God’s will for all of His children to live. She told everyone what a miracle life was, and that we were defying God’s will by murdering innocent children.

I asked, “What if the mother’s going to die from the pregnancy? Is that God’s will, for a baby to be born without a mother?”

Megan just smiled at me. “Miranda,” she said, “One day, you too will discover the blessing of God’s will. It’s like shooting an arrow - you have control over where the arrow goes, but God’s always there to correct your aim and so you will always hit the target. Whatever He decides will always be the right path.”

“I’m not sure that answers the question,” I frowned.

“Our fate is predetermined, Miranda. If the baby’s mother dies in childbirth, then it is God’s will and meant to be. Abortions interfere with God’s plan.”

Sammi wasn’t any less frustrating to talk to than Megan.

“I’m not voting,” she’d shrug every time I brought up the election. “They’re both shitty candidates - having Hillary Clinton for President won’t be any different than having Donald Trump.”

“How can you even say that?” I’d ask. “Forget the person; look at the policies.”

“If I was going to vote, it’d be for Jill Stein. But a third party candidate won’t win anyway, so why bother?”

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November 8, 2006

Today is the two year anniversary of Trump’s presidency. He and his Cabinet made a bunch of decisions that were bad for our environment, and so terrible things started happening far before this whole moon catastrophe. I’d wanted to go to Hawk Mountain for my sixteenth birthday, but by that time the loggers had demolished all of the forests. Trump removed almost all of the environmental regulations and let companies have total control over what type of energy they used and how they disposed of waste. It was disastrous.

As a nation, we burned everything, and what we didn’t have, we burned that too. The air quality in L.A. became worse than in Beijing so people would wear oxygen masks out in public just so they could breathe. The people who could afford them purchased air purifiers for their homes. Thankfully, Dad made sure that we were taken care of. He Express Shipped us the best air purifier there was, and Mom refused to let Jonny play outside. He was pretty annoyed about his baseball skills getting rusty, but she managed to convince him that if his lungs were in good condition, he’d have an edge over anyone who was regularly outside.

Sitting here on the one year anniversary of the apocalypse, I think back to the time when I was naive; when we, as a nation, were naive. It’s painful, but I’m going to share the post I made a month before the election. History’s doomed to repeat itself if we can’t learn from our mistakes.