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some photos i took from emerson college’s encampment for palestine. most of these were taken only a few hours before the boston PD attacked hundreds of protestors and brutally arrested 108 students, most of whom were poc, jewish, and/or queer.
anyone who spent any amount of time in the encampment will tell you just how much it brought us all together—there was always food, music, arts and crafts, and hundreds of messages of support written in chalk.
after the BPD was done brutalising us for peacefully protesting, they power washed down the walls of the encampment—all of these messages are gone. theyre trying to erase what happened, but they’ll never truly be able to. everyone saw, and everyone will remember.
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some photos i took from emerson college’s encampment for palestine. most of these were taken only a few hours before the boston PD attacked hundreds of protestors and brutally arrested 108 students, most of whom were poc, jewish, and/or queer.
anyone who spent any amount of time in the encampment will tell you just how much it brought us all together—there was always food, music, arts and crafts, and hundreds of messages of support written in chalk.
after the BPD was done brutalising us for peacefully protesting, they power washed down the walls of the encampment—all of these messages are gone. theyre trying to erase what happened, but they’ll never truly be able to. everyone saw, and everyone will remember.
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I don’t believe in god cause I used to pray that they would make me sick and kill me but I’m still here.
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You know what’s funny I think my happy “ it’s okay I’m fine I care” mask is breaking my violin teacher asked me why I have a Idgaf vibe to me now. Not a idgaf what people say or think about me more of a idgaf whether I live or die energy. Haha what can I say it’s true I don’t and I’m just so fucking tired of everything.
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Every time I go through one of my states I always realize have no one to talk to. I am always and forever going to be pushed aside. I am never the first choice god I hate existing sometimes it’s not even funny. I sometimes wonder what I’m even doing alive. I just can’t seem to want to love no matter how much good things happen in my life I just don’t have the will anymore.
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I can’t breath I don’t want to breath I hate it I hate everything
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There is never a good birthday “my day” just started and I’m already crying.
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Why do I feel like this I feel so shitty and I’m tired but I can’t sleep and I still have that stomach pain. Is something wrong with me mentally, cause I know something is wrong with me physically. Am I not sane?!
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He really pissed me off he really called us all ignorant and fat like he isn’t the one who already say the n word. And he likes Elon musk🤨lol bro really talking about himself smh fucking bum bitch
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I was feeling okay but then out of nowhere a wave of sadness and worthless came over me. Then I started to feel bette and again I feel like shit. Thanks to my brother for basically body shaming us.
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Try not get so close Try not to get so close try not to get so close try not to get so close he will only disappoint he will only disappoint he will only disappoint he will only disappoint
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“ He killed Jason Damian Tim and probably Bruce!!” okay? And he looked good while doing it I don’t see the problem.
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I just can’t delete our messages…it’s so bittersweet reading them. I feel so stupid because I actually liked you. Did you even like me? Huh J did you ever actually like me or did you just use me to pass time. I know we never officially got together but fuck it like I actually like you. You were the first guy who actually seem to like me for me and who knows maybe I just loved the attention but to me it felt like I actually did like you. Why did you stop talking to me like that!!! I’m not going to say I’m not good enough or ask what I did wrong. But I do want to ask you why you just stopped talking to me I just want an explanation. Fuck you J FUCKYOU!!! I miss you…you bitch.
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I feel like I’m suffocating. And I can’t catch my breath anyone I stopped doing work I stopped caring about my skin I stopped worrying about my room. I just can’t keep on going I feel so insignificant and worthless. I am nothing and can do nothing. Why do I say I’m going to become an architect or saying I’m going to make money if I can’t even get out of bed I’m the mornings.
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