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Roses of Melrose

Peter Parker x bisexual!reader

Peter Parker x fem!reader

Peter Parker x black!reader

Peter Parker x villain!reader

Warnings: Language, murder, death, mentions of gangs, gun violence, mercenaries, physical abuse, verbal abuse, parental neglect, drug use, underage drinking, mentions of knives, brief mentions of sex, blood, piercings.

Word Count: 8.4k

Songs: Ultralight beam-Kanye, I love Kanye- Kanye, Good Kid-Kendrick Lamar, Sing about me I’m dying of thirst- Kendrick Lamar, Violent Crimes- Kanye, Apparently- J.Cole, Black Wave- K.Flay, Pretty Little Birds- SZA, Wouldn’t it be Nice- The Beach Boys.

“ It was the way I fought back. It was my first ‘fuck you’ to everyone to everything. It was my best friend. It was my first love. So to you I’m just another girl with another basic rose tattoo but to me. To me? It’s the way I remember it’s the way I keep my friend with me. It’s the way I’d make sure I couldn’t forget the unforgettable”

A/N: Sorry it took so long to finish this school and home got in the way. Sorry If the grammar is off there was only one proof read. Hopefully you enjoy it. Sorry that there’s less Peter in this one. It’s more character building.

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I had my suspicions about Peter being Spiderman, I mean it was kinda obvious he’s always leaving decathlon meetings according to MJ. They both have the same annoying ass optimism. No one is just that sure of anything. Like ever. Thanks to Liz I’d finally know.

I entered the house having to maneuver past a couple of people standing in the hall past the front door. This party was tame compared to others I’d been to. Flash was DJ-ing he’s so annoying. Liz was cool though she was nice.

I found MJ standing in the kitchen opening a pack of bread holding a jar of peanut butter. When I walked over and said

“Only you would come to a party to just eat bread.”

She only replied with a short “Whatever loser,”

“Hey, Peter Parker. Where’s your friend Spiderman?” Flash announced on the mic.

“Lemme guess with your imaginary girlfriend?”

Peter just stood there stunned

“That’s not Spiderman that’s just Ned in a red shirt,” Okay that one would’ve been kinda funny if he didn’t add that annoying horn sound.

“Shut the fuck up!” I said before smiling at Peter and walking off. I didn't do it for him, necessarily Flash was just annoying. Like I’ve never understood how someone with the grandpa name Eugene could talk so much shit.

I was making small talk with some random senior boy when I heard a high pitched squeal and excused myself to the bathroom. The sound only got louder and louder and louder. It was so painful it felt like Athena should’ve split my forehead and climbed her way out. My vision blurring together made me not able to grab onto anything as I lost balance. I wasn't going to cry,

I wasn't. I couldn’t crying’s pathetic I wasn't going to cry. I could push through the pain. I’ve done it before, that's what I always do. Just when it got so intense I was sure I was gonna pass out it stopped. I did not pass out however I did throw up into the toilet. I looked in the mirror after washing my face off and for a second I could’ve sworn my eyes were glowing. Great now I’m going into a psychotic break why would my eyes be glowing.

I just need some fresh air. Yeah that’s all. I sat there for a while letting my mind wander until I heard MJ’s voice from behind me.

“So this is where you were? I’ve been looking for you everywhere,” She said as she sat down next to me. When I didn’t respond she turned facing me waving her hands my face

“You good?”

I looked up from picking at the grass.

“I’m just tired MJ,” I mean I have every right to be tired there’s a whole fucking gang war going down where I live. Which makes no fucking sense why are people fighting over streets that no one actually owns. The weapons Vulture is selling make me good money, but they’re getting way too close to where my friends lived. I was snapped out of diving into all my problems by a purple cloud in the distance. Hearing the distant squeal slash siren hybrid. I felt my eyes widen.

“What was that?” MJ asked.

Fucking Vulture

ARE YOU KIDDING ME. I told him to stay out of my neighborhood and he came to my friends.

“I don’t know,” I said “Let’s just go back inside,”

As we were walking back to the backdoors I took one glance behind me, and there he was Spiderman heading towards the cloud

“Hey,” I called out walking closer to Ned, “Ned!”

He turned around

“Who me?” He pointed to himself.

“I mean I don’t see any other Neds around were,” I joked

“Oh, it’s you just usually don’t talk to me,” He pointed out.

“Yeah sorry about that,” I said “Actually where’s Peter? I can’t seem to find him,”

“Oh he uh,” he scratched the back of his neck “He had to go,”

“Aw, how unfortunate,” I patted his shoulder “Well enjoy the party I have to go too,” So Ned knew Peter was Spiderman.

“Can I get a ride?” I asked MJ to which she just said

“You don’t have to ask,”

“Just drop me off at the corner store by my house,”

It never felt awkward around MJ. Normally I had to be on high alert around everyone, but it’s never like that with her. This isn't an “honor” many people have but she’s one of the few I feel comfortable falling asleep around. I knew being in the car would make me feel sick so I drifted off.

Shutting the door to the car we said our goodbyes and I headed into the gas station when Mr. William greeted me. I felt a warm feeling in my body. It was nice but short lived and replaced by an emptiness that humans like to call nostalgia. I missed feeling “home” I still lived here. I don’t know why It seems like I don't. I guess it was the fact I’d been giving more attention to Queens and Thorn lately. I know it’s not the projects anymore which I am immensely grateful for but it’s the same neighborhood. According to Briana, one of the like 3 friends I managed to keep I “never come around anymore” or “I’m too good for them”.

I made my way to the bathroom and located the tile I kept my burner phone in. I used to keep it in a shoe box at home until my sister started going through the phase where she feels the need to borrow all my clothes. Stomping on the edge of the tile it flipped up and I grabbed the phone and shoved it in the pocket of my hoodie.

Getting a soda and some gummy worms before I left. I started to walk back to my apartment complex. I went up to sit on the roof of the building just eating my gummies looking. That was something I did a lot just look. When I was younger I couldn’t stand being alone in my own head, but the older I got the more I began to understand why old people would just sit out on their porch doing nothing but looking.

When I checked my phone it was 12:47 and I decided it was time to go back in. First I sent out a message on the burner phone to what I hope to God was the right number.

I headed back down to my room and spent the whole night tossing and turning. When I put on a podcast I slept much easier. I found that the environment I grew up in bred me to not be able to sleep probably without some sort of noise even if it’s just arguing.

I woke up with my phone on my face and my bonnet halfway across the continent. I checked my phone fully expecting to be late but by some blessing I had at least two hours to get ready before I had to leave. The house was quiet like eerily quiet no TV on or anything. I went to wake up the drama queen, middle child, Aaliyah. When I say drama queen I mean both acting and just straight up being dramatic. And then there’s Sapphire who’s the physical embodiment of a Gemini. I flicked on the lights, revealing toys scattered all over Sapphire‘s side of the room. The only response I got was from Aaliyah who simply whined and pulled her blanket over her head. I picked up a pair of rolled up socks and tossed them at her to which she loudly exclaimed

“Ow!”

See what I mean by dramatic but thankfully for me, she woke up Sapphire meaning I didn’t have to step on sharp plastic trying to navigate her side. Not that I could judge her though I can’t remember the last time I had the motivation to clean my room.

I was fully expecting my dad to be passed out on the couch when I walked into the living room but he wasn’t. He wasn’t in his room either. This was nothing out of the ordinary though, he’d probably be back tonight or tomorrow.

One of the perks of my dad being gone was I could use the bathroom in his room to shower and take as long as I want. Another perk of dad not being here is I can take his car today instead of my skateboard. My sisters don't go to a local school but it’s still way closer to our home then Midtown so they don’t have to go so far away. I,on the other hand, have to skate to the bus stop, get on the metro then get on a subway and skate the rest of the way to school.

“Y’all wanna get something to eat?” I asked my sisters once we were in the car.

“Wendys!” Sapphire interjected from the backseat

“No one wants to eat Wendys,” Aaliyah turned around from the passenger to face her. “Get McDonald’s” she demanded, turning back to face me.

“Oh so you don’t want Wendys but you can eat the plastic from McDonald's,” Sapphire asked accusingly.

“Wendy's tastes like shit,”

“You taste like shit,”

“That doesn’t even make any sense!”

I just giggled at the fact this is what they decided to argue about.

“I’m just gonna get somethin’ from Mr. Washington, Since it’s the closest thing to us” was all I said before turning the radio up.

I pulled into the parking lot. Looking at the buildings that look like they should be dead. With their bulletproof windows with anti robbery bars. It’s honestly depressing if you think about it for too long. But these places are nothing but living and bustling no matter what. Like the roses in the cracks of the sidewalk. I left the keys in the ignition once my sister confirmed they weren’t coming inside.

“Hey Y/N,” Mr.Washington’s son said from the kitchen. I believe he’s 18 now?

“Hey,” I nodded my head at him walking towards his father to order.

“Hey, Y/N how are you doing?”

“I’m good how are you?”

“I’m good thanks for asking, you know you look more and more like your mom everyday,” he pointed out and I just smiled. “She was a great kid,”

“Yeah…” I trailed off.

“So the usual?” he asked and I nodded.

I don’t know how but he remembered everyone’s usual orders and knows everyone’s names.

Quick rule of thumb the best food comes in brown paper bags.

Once I was back in the car I had to make the conscious effort not to speed. MJ never goes anywhere when I drive because I “drive like I have nothing to live for” which personally I just think she’s dramatic.

Honestly my sisters are so lucky they go to a local school. I mean yeah the education at Midtown is better than the local highschool, but it’s not like I even belong there. So basically I commute almost 40 minutes everyday to a school I’m not smart enough to go to.

By the time lunch came around I had a terrible headache the smell of my food made me vomit. And no I’m not being dramatic I really had to stop by the bathroom and throw up.

Now I didn’t really feel like walking all the way over to sit at my usual table so I just sat with the school stoners. Yes cliques are real and if this were a movie I’d be one of those clique surfers. Pretty much everyone is a clique surfer if we’re being honest.

I don’t know why they get such a bad wrap stoners have got to be some of the nicest people I’ve ever met. Like this one girl Jessica she gave me one of my first tattoos for free in freshman year when I met her. Since she noticed that I looked stressed, she offered to let me hit her cart. I didn’t even have to ask her

Oh my god I’ll marry you were my exact thoughts at that moment. That I’d apparently voiced out loud because she responded with.

“I’m down. When’s the wedding?”

Her and two guys who were sitting at the table with us made their way to the boys bathroom with me.

After about 3 hits I could feel the life returning to my body as if the rain finally stopped crashing down and the rainbow entered the sky. I could've sworn I heard God say “I’ll never flood the earth again”

“Do you think I’d look good with a nostril piercing?” I asked while examining my nose in the mirror.

“Are you kidding me? You’d look hot as fuck,” Jessica added in.

“You should pierce her nose, J” the guy who was standing closest to the door said. Zach I think.

“Yeah I could do that, do you want me to?” She asked.

I pondered it for a second before the boy who already looked off of cloud nine Tyler I believe his name was interjected with

“She’s really good at it, she did my girlfriends,”

You know what? Fuck it

“Why the hell not,” I said

“Alright,” she said after clapping her hands and walking over to her backpack on the floor. She pulled out a lighter and an earring. She lit the earring to disinfect and I hopped up on the sink and she moved towards the right side of my body. Just as she was asking me where exactly I wanted it we all jumped at the sound of the door creaking open.

Low and behold Peter Parker of all people walked in.

“Uh I was just gonna...yeah,” He stammered out still standing by the door. He was still just staring at me. Now I’m not sure if it was because I was a girl in the boys bathroom, if I looked high, or if it was the fact I was about to pierce my nose in a dirty school bathroom but he was starting to make me feel awkward.

“Can I help you?” I asked.

“Oh,” he said as a blush raised up his cheeks “I’m just gonna,” he pointed to one of the stalls before scurrying into it.

Jessica simply chuckled and called him cute.

By the time he came back out to wash his hands the earring was already pushed into my nostril with a slight pinch. Jessica told me that I’d have to clean the piercing everyday for a couple weeks, which is something I could manage. I hopped down the sink and asked

“Do I look okay?” Referring to my eyes

“Yeah and me?” Jessica asked

“Yeah you’re good,” I reassured her. That was the last thing she needed to hear before her and the other two guys left the bathroom.

As Peter was washing his hands I turned back around to look at my nose in the mirror. It was still a little red with irritation. It was also slightly sore to the touch. I was shaken out of my thoughts by Peter’s voice.

“Did that hurt?” He asked.

He was so adorable.

“This?” I pointed to my nose and he nodded.

“No not really,” I said grabbing my bag off the floor.

“Well this very short convo has been a blast but I gotta go,”

Okay so, I hadn’t been to the class in like forever because of the sheer fear of what would happen cause I skipped it so much. However, my fear of having to confront Olivia is stronger and she was coming towards me so, I ran in through the door. Ugh I’m such a pussy. I saw her walk out of my view. I was gonna turn back out and leave but ,unfortunately I had already locked eyes with the teacher. Looking around at all the students staring at me I just looked back at the teacher.

“Y/N! So nice of you to finally join us,” Ms Warren just had to announce. I simply choose to give a curt nod before she said

“We’re doing a partnered assignment, you can sit by Peter,” She said while pointing near the back of the classroom.

I made my way to the back of the class and slumped into the seat.

“Hey,” I said putting my legs on the empty desk in front of me.

“Hey, didn’t know you were in this class,” Peter pointed out.

“I mean I don’t think I’ve been here since the second week of school? Yeah I’m not sure. So from the beginning of sophomore year to now would be like maybe 1…2...3. No 2, yeah 2.” I went on before realizing I was rambling “Sorry I’m talking too much I’m like tiniest bit faded right now, and okay let me shut up,”

“No, no you’re fine. I like hearing you talk”

“I’ll be right back,” I whispered before raising my hand.

“Yes Y/N?” Ms Warren asked.

“Can I go to the bathroom?”

She sighed “Uh, Yes I guess that’s fine just don’t take to long,”

I grabbed the pass and started down the hallway. I was never planning to go to the bathroom. In all honesty I was going to the freshmans’ lunch cause I’d gotten hungry. I was in the line to get snacks when I felt a buzz in my pocket. I knew it was the burner phone so I got my chips and went outside to the area of the school with no cameras. Looking around to make sure no one was looking. I opened the text. Which read

this T?- B

yes, do you still have it?- T I responded

I do- B

ok meet at usual X and Place- T

ok- B

I’d confirmed my brother could pick up my sisters from daycare. Then I wouldn’t have to worry about them at home when I was doing what I needed to do.

I was trying to keep a low profile. I don't need anyone to claim they saw Thorn tonight. Since I’ve been on the radar of the police more often lately. No one would be looking in an abandoned train cart anyways. I‘d be fine. I just went with a black hoodie and a bandana to cover my face.

But of course Black Cat was in her suit because when was she ever not.

“You sure this is it?” I asked

“Yes I’m sure,” she said and placed the flash drive in my hand. I stuffed it in the pocket of my hoodie.

“Don’t forget what we talked about,” she said pointedly.

“Yeah, yeah I’ve got you,”

Great now I have to get into the government protected flash drive and clear her name. Just as I was about to turn to leave. The sound of someone sliding open the doors to one of the carts.

“Were you followed?” she whispered

“No of course not,” I rolled my eyes

I only had one weapon on me but I knew that Black Cat could handle whoever it was. Although just because she could do this on her own doesn’t mean I was gonna help. I had one expandable baton. Waiting for whoever was here to come in. I got my baton knocked out of my hand.

The fight that broke out wasn’t really a fight if you could even call it that, it was just like 3 guys trying to get the flash drive and us knocking them out. I did however get my fair share of bruises but that’s only because I was thrown into the wall once. I did have a pretty deep gash on my forehead but I should be able to cover it with a headband.

I almost gave myself a heart attack when I checked my sisters’ room because I forgot they were at our brothers house. My dad also still wasn’t home so I was just sitting home alone on the living room floor watching ‘Nick at Night’ with a caked up bloody forehead eating cold leftover spaghetti.

I knew my dad had come home because I heard the keys turning in the door but I was too tired to move.

I should’ve moved.

By the way the door was slammed shut I could tell he was in a bad mood. And what’d he do when he was in a bad mood? Take it out on me.

I don’t remember what happened. I just know he said I looked like a whore and I probably got heated and blacked out, but I do know I was in immense pain and my nose was bleeding and the police were on their way.

Only two things could come from my dad calling the police: I get sent back to the Psych ward or I get arrested. I wasn’t about to stick around to find out which one was going down.

I grabbed my skateboard and took off. Technically he did kick me out so he couldn’t say I ran away.

I can’t exactly recall how I remember where he lived seeing as I hadn’t been there since his girlfriend died.

I was going to knock but I knew he never actually opens the door. I went around to the back and started banging on the window and I’m sure looking at this from an outsider's view it must’ve looked like I was breaking in. Which I’m not sure that I wasn’t. I could see his shadow.

“Open the fucking door, Wade!” I yelled from the door I could see his light was on.

He sleepily strutted down to the door and slid it open.

“What do you- Oh my god you look terrible,” He stated.

“Oh really? Thanks, I didn’t notice,” I spat back pushing past him.

I popped down on the couch.

“I need somewhere to stay for a minute” I said once I was settled in.

He moved over to me and grabbed my face but I pushed his hands away.

“I’m fine,” I lied “Can I stay here though?”

“Did you really think I’d ever say no?”

He examined my face again

“Did your dad do this?” He asked.

He took my silence for the answer that it was.

“Do you want me to kill him?” He asked as what I thought was supposed to be a joke but I was scared to answer yes cause I knew there was a chance he actually would.

He was never very fond of my dad from the moment he’d met my mom. Wade was always trying to keep my mom away from him.

If only she’d listened.

“Yes, I was joking and go clean your face before you get infected”

Oh well I guess I voiced that thought out loud.

I promise I was just looking for the first-aid kit but who was I to say no to a 6 ounce bottle of Hennessy. It was almost as if it’s eyes bore into my soul calling after me because it knew I was too weak to resist.

The sweet burning sensation of it going down my throat was relieving and fun at first until I realized I was turning into my dad. Then it wasn’t so appealing anymore it was just depressing.

The last thing on earth that I’d want would be anything like him. It was pathetic.

It was pathetic how I had to throw up because apparently I couldn’t handle my alcohol.

It was pathetic how I couldn’t even bring myself to stand in the shower.

It was pathetic how I couldn’t even hide the fact I was drunk.

It was pathetic how I broke down crying in front of Wade.

It was pathetic how he had to lull me to sleep by stroking my hair.

It was pathetic because I knew he wasn’t mad.

It was pathetic because it wasn’t anger it was pathetic because it was pity.

Pity. I hated pity with my entire chest. She always seemed to just hold you down underneath the water knowing you couldn’t breath but the feeling around you made you believe you were floating. It’s like the feeling of drowning in the open sea but it isn’t painful but still you know you’re gonna die but you can’t help but look at how beautiful everything around you is. All the fish, the seaweed, the sunlight shining through the water. But still you’re drowning and you know you’re gonna die so how beautiful can it really be?

Pity. That’s what I saw in the hallways so I knew I must’ve looked terrible because no one bothered to say anything negative about me. Everytime anyone looked at me it was like they knew. They knew. They knew that I had a shitty life and a fucked up family. Of course they didn’t but I couldn’t help the nagging feeling that everyone knew.

Everyone was looking at me with a glint of pity in their eyes because I knew I looked like I was going to pass out at any moment now, I had bruises everywhere, I had no makeup to cover them up, possibly had a broken rib, and the gash on my forehead was probably still visible under the sweatband.

Literally everyone looked like they felt bad for me. Except Flash. I never thought I’d say this but, thank God for Flash. The only sense of normalcy I’d experienced all day, was him calling me a witch then acting like it was the funniest thing ever and walking off after I told him to go fuck himself. One thing about Flash is he’s unoriginal. He'll find one “good” joke and use it for the rest of his life. The fact I could put out a lit match in my mouth spread around through a tiktok at some point, and he’s been calling me a witch ever since. I’m assuming the fact I had a pretty gothic style freshman year probably played a part in it too. Major small dick energy right there.

I was on the verge of passing out and all I really wanted was to go out and get high with my old friends but I can never get what I want. Can I? The universe must really fucking hate me.

I just went to the nurses office and slept all throughout lunch but when I woke it was like I was even more tired than before.

I wonder if this is what zombies feel like. I couldn’t tell if it was getting bad again or if I was just getting sick because the lines were blurred between a depressive episode and a cold or the flu. However my eyes were watery and my nose was stuffed so hopefully it was the latter.

The odds had finally aligned in my favor and the class I’d skipped like all year teacher was out. We had my favorite sub who was really just the ISS teacher. Normally I would’ve sat by him and caught him up on all the chisme I had but I felt terrible. So I just leaned on the closest person to me instinctively. Once my brain caught up to my body and I realized. I was laying on Peter's shoulder. I shot it and immediately apologized.

“Oh no, you’re fine I don’t mind,” he said.

Well okay then. I think I slept at least 10 minutes in every single class today. Which is good I’d need it cause I forgot I promised my brother I’d babysit today.

After I sent Wade a text that I probably wouldn’t be back in his house for a while. I went to my brother's house. Sometimes I’m jealous of him for getting to escape our dad and live in an actual nice area. He literally has a house. Like he has his own property, no landlords or anything. Pros of him having a different mom I guess. However he needs to stop having kids. Like yes I love my niece and my nephews however they can be the biggest pain in the ass.

“I get off at like 11, so make sure they don’t break anything or die thanks, and you know where everything’s at, so,” He said, giving me a hug before walking towards the door but right before he opened it he turned around with a smile on his face.

“Oh and don’t get my kids high,”

I rolled my eyes trying to keep the edges of my mouth from turning into a smile. I lost that battle.

“Yeah, yeah whatever asshole,” I flipped him off.

I went into the room where the youngest child was sleeping. Taylon, he was about 1 I believe. At least I wouldn’t have to worry about him for a while. I made it back to the front room where the two trouble makers Kaitlyn and Jason. Kaitlyns the oldest at 4 years old and Jason at 2. Although I don’t think Kaitlyn has ever gotten in trouble like ever because she’s a huge daddy’s girl.

I had like 36 missing assignments for Physics and about 4 things of homework one test to study for, a partnered project to work on, still had to go two decathlon practice 3 days a week, and a flashdrive to get past the firewall of. God could I use some adderall right now.

By distracting the kids in the room with me with the Cocomelon channel.

I’d put my headphones on and nodded along to my music and actually got two homework assignments done in a relatively short time before the screaming started. I went to get Taylon who’d woken up because he peed. I changed his diaper but he was still crying.

I truly did not have time for this. I fed him and everything. Thank God the Cocomelon was still distracting the other kids. Whoever made that channel needs a raise. I could not get him to stop crying for more than 5 minutes. I found if I held him he’d stop but I didn’t have the time to just sit around holding him.

I gave him my phone and let him play with that which shut him up.

Then Kaitlyn decided to come and pester me about food. I made peanut butter jelly sandwiches, but they decided they didn’t want them after I’d already made them. So here I was making spaghetti with a toddler on my hip and doing homework at the same time.

I’d actually gotten used to all this multi tasking that’s when I heard a knock at the door.

I put the spoon back in the pot and closed my textbook heading over to the door.

I open the door to Peter standing there.

“Uh Hello?” I asked more than said.

“Uh, yeah hi, we were supposed to work on the project?”

“Oh shi-” I almost said then remembered I was holding a kid. “Sorry I forgot,” If we're being completely honest I don’t remember anything from school that day nor do I remember telling him to come here but I wasn’t gonna send him away.

“Well you can come in” I announced stepping towards the side of the door.

“Sorry about the chaos” I gestured to everything. ”You can go sit on the couch, I’ll be right over”

He did just that and sat his backpack on his lap.

“Jason, Kaitlyn bebé ven a buscar tu comida”

( Jason Kaitlyn baby come get your food)

They made their way over still attached to the tablet.

“I thought your dad said no tablet at the table?” I said. I wasn’t really going to take it away, I was just teasing.

“I thought you were fun tía,” Jason shot back.

“I am fun!” I said fake hurt and they both giggled.

I slid the plates across the table towards them. “Here eat,”

“¿Es tu novio de ahí?” Kaitlyn asked looking over at Peter.

(Is that your boyfriend over there?)

“No he’s not, but can you watch your brother for me for a little bit?”

She nodded. I shifted Taylon off my hip and slipped him into his high chair and gave him a bag of chips.

Plopping down next to Peter I clapped my hands.

“Okay sorry about the wait, so what do we need to do?”

After explaining the project to me we’d gotten half of it done and Taylon was napping again and everyone else was quiet and watching TV. We probably could’ve finished the whole thing if we hadn’t gone on so many tangents. Peter was actually good at explaining things.

We talked about literally everything from favorite flavors of starburst to life goals and shit. I don't know what I want in life actually. It’d be cool to go to college but it’s expensive and no one else in my family has been.

When it got late Peter announced that he had to go.

“Alright let me walk you out,” I pushed up off the couch.

“You’re really smart, I know you don’t think that but you are,” he said almost out of nowhere once we were out the door. I could feel my face heat up. This is a moment I was thankful for my melanin allowing me not to blush.

“Thank you, you’re not so bad yourself, Parker,”

“So we're doing this same time tomorrow right?”

“Yes, that’s the plan,”

For the past week I’d convinced my brother to let my babysit everyday so I could still hang out with Peter. I never thought that we of all people could be friends. Before this he was so like “Peter” just way too much. Once you get to know him he’s not that bad. We’d finished the project and I still hadn’t done any of my other work but by the power of adderall I’d gotten into the flashdrive. I was too scared to check anything in it, but I did erase Black Cats name from the police station records.

It’d been at least three more days and I hadn’t done any work. I hadn’t talked to Peter or MJ or anyone else either. The one other human I’ve had contact with is Wade. Even with me living at his house it was still minimal. I hadn’t gotten much sleep because adderall keeps you up at all hours of the day but I don’t think I could survive without it.

I knew I had to be walking. I was walking because I had to. I mean I was walking and I had no intention of stopping. I was getting major deja vu. This exact place felt so familiar.

Oh- that’s why.

I was in the projects where I used to live. I was off in Bronxchester off of 156th St. Ann’s Avenue. I hate this place so much.

I hated it.

Having to live in a rat infested one bedroom apartment sleeping cramped up on top of my siblings was literally the worst time of my life. The shitty school University Heights where half the girls were pregnant. Not to mention my dad was on a fucking rage rampage all the time cause he couldnt get a job as a felon.

I was still walking though. I knew I was going somewhere. Not sure where until I’d gotten near the Hartz chicken on the end of the street. That’s where I was going. I knew I was meeting up with my friend. How could I forget that? I was about to cross the street until someone in a grey van rolled down their window sticking out a gun.

I knew she was gonna get shot. There was nothing I could do to stop it. Yet still I was screaming at least I was trying to. I couldn’t find my voice.

By the time I could it was too late.

I’d seen her. The bullets piercing her skin would be something seared into my brain forever. And as fast as the car came it was gone.

Then I was running. I was running to get to her because I could still help her. I had to.

She was bleeding and there was too much blood. It was everywhere. I remember my brother told me if someone is ever bleeding out you need to stop the blood.

I could barely see because my tears were clouding my vision. I was pushing down on her stomach screaming for someone to call 9-1-1. Just to help.

“You’re gonna be okay,” I remember saying it over and over again I don’t know if I was trying to convince myself or her..

The police got here right after I’d watched her eyes gloss over just because that’s how it works in Melrose. Yes she was gone but she was only the first of many. The police had never done anything for me before so why would they start now.

They had to pry me off her. They couldn't, I had to help, I had to… I had to help. She didn’t like to be alone. Yeah sure she’d done bad things but she didn't deserve this. She was just a kid. I was just a kid. They took her phone while I was screaming not to touch her.

They asked for my parents' information. I didn’t want to tell them, I didn’t want my dad. I don’t wanna see him. I just wanted my friend back. They loaded her into the back of the ambulance. I

knew they were driving away. I was running and screaming. I could feel people staring. I knew they were looking at me. I knew they knew. I didn’t care, I had to run. I had to get her. A pair of hands grabbed me from behind and I started thrashing.

I couldn’t, I can’t, I had to help, I had to help her. I was still screaming and my throat was sore. Her blood was everywhere, it was all over me and I couldn’t I couldn’t help her. I couldn’t help myself. I was scared.

“Hey,” I felt myself being shook from behind. “Hey!”

I turned around to Wade’s familiar face.

“I’m sorry for waking you, I know it’s dangerous or something like that but you were just screaming and I got worried,”

Wasn’t supposed to wake me?

“I was,” my voice was small I sounded 5 I felt 5 “I was sleeping walking?”

“Yeah you were” he confirmed, leading me to one of the stools by his kitchen island.

He sat me down, walked off and got me a glass of water. I didn’t realize how bad I was shaking until I tried to bring the cup to my lips.

He brought a towel to the side of my arm dabbing at it. The blood dripped from the side of my wrist all the way down to my elbow.

“What’d you cut yourself on?” He asked and I shrugged my shoulders.

“You know they never even said her name?” I said after we sat in silence for a moment.

“What?”

“Rose you know my friend,”

“Oh…” he said as the realization of who I was talking about settled in.

“Yeah her, they never said her name no one said it around me because they felt I was gonna break, they all just looked at me like I was made out of glass, I don’t even know how people knew I was there. But I was- I was just so angry, ”

I waited to see if he was going to say anything but he didn’t. He was just going to listen, no jokes to lighten the mood just listening.

“Even on the news. To everyone outside of St Ann’s she was just a ‘14 year old girl caught up in gang violence fatally shot’ they used a terrible picture of her too. It made my blood boil that, that was all she got, Then I realized that’s just how it was for us and the only way I was making it out the hood was if it was 6 feet under,”

My mom used to say that’s what they did for black people, used a picture of them looking ‘hood’ some people call it a thugshot. They use a picture that makes them look mean and aggressive. She was neither of those things she was the nicest person I ever knew. She just got caught up in the gang mess because it was the only family she had.

“I’ve never talked about this before, but I feel like everyone just forgot about her like it’s only been 2 years and I’ve never heard anyone say her name. At least not around me” I ran my finger on the tattoo of a rose. “This was the first tattoo I’d ever gotten I did it myself so it’s kinda shitty but I feel like it keeps her memory alive, because if no one else was gonna do it and If wasn’t gonna then who would you know?” I trailed off for a second. Then noticed he was in the Deadpool suit just without the mask.

“Where are you going?” I asked.

“Now I think you know me well enough to know I’m not telling you that,” He smiled and I smiled back weakly.

“You’ll be okay though?” He asked.

“Now I think you know me well enough to know I’ll be okay,” I turned his own words against him.

I glanced back down at the tattoo and I remember looking over the tattoo on my finger for you it means merely nothing. Just another girl getting another basic tattoo. For me it means everything. It was the way I fought back. It was my first ‘fuck you’ to everyone to everything. It was my best friend. It was my first love. So to you I’m just another girl with another basic rose tattoo but to me. To me? It’s the way I remember it’s the way I keep my friend with me. It’s the way I’d make sure I couldn’t forget the unforgettable. Roses are delicate and fragile but they’ll hurt you when you try to pick them. So even the most beautiful of flowers would defend itself if it came to it. To you my rose tattoo is just a flower. However, to me Rose was the most beautiful human this world had ever seen.

Art had to be my favorite subject. Solely for the reason I’ve never had a non chill art teacher, but today it was Physics which is usually my least favorite class.

Only because the class made me feel like my day was turning around.

MJ was standing next to me when I opened by locker and loudly exclaimed

“Yes!”

“What?” She turned to me “What is it?”

“Sorry for scaring you, it's nothing. I just found some candy” I held up the Push Pop “See?”

“Oh if you don’t show up to practice today they’re kicking you off the decathlon team, and make sure you get to class on time though,”

“Of course when have I ever been late,”

She gave me a look that had “really?” written all over it.

“Okay don’t answer that question but I’m going, now you need to get to class you have a test to take,”

I’d taken the test already because I had Harrison’s class on A day, but MJ wasn’t the type to cheat. She was smart enough and didn’t need my help.

She was very smart but she wasn’t smart enough to know the Push Pop wasn’t really a push pop at all.

It was a cart that I thought I’d lost. It was just hidden in an empty Push Pop. Nightmares made me stressed and I know the perfect way to relieve stress. I know many actually such as (good) sex, running, fighting, throwing knives at shit, and weed. Luckily for me this is the last one.

So here I was sitting in the back of the class by the farthest window away from Peter with a “Push Pop” in my mouth and my head down on the desk. I never really paid attention in class but today we were just watching some documentary so I didn’t have to.

One of the students office workers came in and gave a note to the teacher and I figured it was about the new student I heard some of the students talking about here and there. I didn’t think anything of it until.

Briana walked in behind Principal Morita. Briana was my best friend from elementary through middle school and the first half of freshman year before I switched schools. She acted... I didn’t wanna say ghetto but you could definitely tell she was from Melrose if you were from there. I can’t blame her with her dad being a leader to the local set and all.

The teacher told her to introduce herself to the class and she kept it short and sweet. Then she was told to find a seat. I waved her over and she sat next to me.

“I thought you’d forgotten about me,” She said.

I laughed

“As if, you’re the most extra person I know,” I said, taking another hit.

“First of all fuck you second of all give me a hit,” I smiled handing the “Push Pop” over to her.

”Don’t you dare get caught.”

She stuck her head under the table lightly blowing out her mouth then inhaling before the vapours could go too far out.

“So where you been at? Haven’t heard from you in a minute,”

“Been busy with school shit, but I’ve been around,” I responded taking the “Push Pop” from her again.

“How’s your dad?” She asked. I just gave her an incredulous look and went.

“How’s your dad,”

“Same old same old,”

We spent the rest of the class with her catching me up on the people from our crew and reminiscing. Also might be good to mention we finished half the cart. So I was bugging. We both were. I would not have remembered to go to the decathlon meeting if it weren’t for MJ reminding me again. I didn’t really care for the team. I was just an alternative and I was only doing it so I could pass Mr. Harrington’s class because of the extra credit.

Thank God Peter wasn't at the meeting. I hadn’t talken to him since we turned in our project last week. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to talk to him per se. I could just feel myself getting closer to him and I didn't have time for more friends. Because everyone I end up loving leaves me. The more people you let into your life the more people you give the chance to leave. Seeing as I was ‘Thorn’ I probably shouldn’t get close to Spiderman anyway.

Flash was talking about Briana. He didn't say her name directly but I knew he was talking about her. Since he was talking about the new girl. He talked shit about everyone, so I don’t know why this made me as angry as it did. It just rubbed me the wrong way but it did. Seeing as I naturally gave zero fucks and had no impulse control. I definitely had way less control over myself when high. So before I knew it I’d punched him in the nose.

“Y/N!” Liz and MJ yelled simultaneously.

“What the fuck?” Flash screamed, holding his face.

“Fuck you! Fuck you! Fucking daddy’s money ass bitch,” I pointed in my face.

“Y/N enough, go to the office,” Mr. Harrington said.

I could hear Flash calling me crazy as I walked out the room. Which put a smile on my face. The weird thing about principals is that the more you get in trouble the more they like you and the less harsh your punishments. I only got a week of detention which wasn’t too bad but that stupid “so you got dentention” video of Captain America was gonna get extremely annoying.

I was right it’d only been two days and every time I heard it I wanted to rip my head off. By the third day Peter and MJ had both joined me.

MJ didn’t even actually have detention she never did; she just liked to “draw people in despair” or whatever it was that she said. Today she was drawing Peter. It was surprising to see him here. I was scrolling through tiktok. I was going to say something to him but what would I even say?

I grew some balls and I’d said hi. It was just small talk but we still spoke nonetheless. The week was going by so fucking fast. Tomorrow’s the day we’re going to Washington. I did have to spend a lot of my saved money though. I’d spoken to my sisters and they said dad was sober now and he wanted me to come home. Which I’m not sure if I believe. I mean I know he’s sober. I talked to him too but how long would that last. How many times has this happened before? I don’t have time to worry about him.

It seemed like I had only blinked and now I was on the bus to D.C. Now for the next couple of days I gotta stay in a hotel room. Nothing out of the ordinary for me, except now I get to stay with MJ and Bri. I don’t know how I managed to convince Mr. Harrington to let her come.

Peter had almost missed the bus but showed up last minute. Liz was drilling people and MJ was sitting near her participating so I had the seat to myself. Bri was behind me on facetime with her boyfriend who just happened to be my ex. None of it was awkward though since we only dated for like a week and decided we were better off as friends. If we were being honest I was so tired. I felt like shit. Listening to sad music when sad is a set routine of mine so I was listening to Violent Crimes and staring out the window before I knew it I had drifted off to sleep.

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aadics · 6 years

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★. 73 ( & MORE ! ) QUESTIONS WITH ADELINA MONJE:

BELOW ARE ##150 COMPLETED QUEENS THAT ARE BASED ON THE CHARACTER, ADELINA HERSELF. TOLD FROM A THIRD PERSON PERSPECTIVE, LEARN OF HER DISTINCT DETAILS, INNER WORKINGS & HOW SHE HAS COME TO BE.

1. if they were a candle, what scent would they be ? april showers. 2. what female celebrity do they wish was their sister ? mandy moore or reese witherspoon. 3. what male celebrity do they wish was their brother ? young hugh grant. 4. how old do they think they’ll be when they get married ? very young & she’ll learn. 5. how many countries have they been to ? zero. 6. what would they name their daughter if they had one ? billie or lucy. 7. what would they name their son if they had one ? elton, short being ellie or timothy, short being timmy. 8. what was their favorite tv show as a child ? between the lions. 9. what language, besides their native language, would they like to be fluent in ? french. 10. would they ever change their name ? if so, to what ? no, she actually appreciates her name as it was her father’s mother’s name & it’s the closest thing she has to her. 11. what was the last compliment they got ? you’re very pretty. 12. what is their favorite flavor of tea ? rosebud. 13. how did they find out that santa and the easter bunny weren’t real ? when she saw “santa” from one of the local stores changing out of his costume in an alley & removing his adhesive beard at the age of six. 14. what is their hogwarts house ? (recommended: take pottermore quiz) hufflepuff. 15. what tarot card are they ? (recommended: take this quiz) judgement card. 16. are they more of a marvel or dc fan ? she doesn’t really watch or read either, but marvel ? 17. who is their favorite superhero ? women. 18. everyone has a song that deeply reminds them of their childhood. what is theirs ? como la flor, selena quintallina. 19. what are the meanings of their first, middle, and last name ? adelina means noble & monje means monk. 20. have they ever stolen a street sign before ? definitely not. 21. what is their biggest pet peeve ? unmade beds. 22. if they were a month, what month would they be ? april. 23. what is their least favorite movie ? she can’t really say, as she hasn’t watched a movie she’s disliked. 24. what five movies would they bring with them if they were stuck on a deserted island ? that night, a walk to remember, breakfast at tiffanys, sound of music, & waitress. 25. out of all of the late night talk show hosts, who is their favorite ? she’s not an avid television watcher. 26. what are three things they are afraid of ? being forgotten, never fulfilling her dreams & running over something in the road & thinking it might have a kitten in it. 27. what was the first concert they went to ? never been. 28. is there a nickname that only their family calls them ? adie kind of originated from her father & hasn’t stopped since. 29. what side of the bed do they sleep on ? usually the middle, but it always shifts throughout the night. 30. what is their favorite comfort food ? mantecados. 31. what award shows do they watch ? the tonys. 32. do they have any weird body skills (example: being double jointed) ? she can raise each of her eyebrows one at a time. 33. if they drink coffee, what is their coffee order ? absolutely not. 34. what social media platforms do they have ? instagram & snapchat. 35. are they a cat or dog person ? both. 36. if they were a supernatural creature, what would they be ? an angel. 37. what show are they currently watching on netflix/hulu ? gilmore girls. 38. what is their favorite disney movie ? sleeping beauty. 39. do they wear any perfume or cologne ? perfume at her wrists & neck. 40. what genres of music do they listen to ? forties, fifties & sixties. 41. have they ever seen the bee movie ? yes. 42. what are their favorite memes ? older vines, maybe the guacamole video. 43. what celebrities do they share a birthday with ? her birthday is july eighteenth, so it appears vin diesel, nelson mandela & wendy williams to name a few. 44. what is their moon (zodiac) sign ? virgo. 45. which of the seven cardinal sins do they embody the most ? envy. 46. do they watch sports on television ? if so what ones ? occasionally baseball, the la dodgers were her father’s favorite. 47. what do they put on their typical sandwich ? usually it’s a grilled cheese & just the cheese. 48. what was the name of their first significant other ? michael. 49. do they care if people think badly of them ? immensely. 50. what was the last thing that made them cry ? just about anything, she’s an easy crier. probably just the sunset, or a duck. 51. are they an iphone or samsung user ? iphone 5. 52. what type of computer do they use (example: apple) ? she doesn’t have one. 53. what is one of their nervous habits ? twirling her hair. 54. out of all reality shows, which one would they have a chance winning ? wheel of fortune. 55. would they ever go bungee jumping or skydiving ? not at all. 56. what do they call their grandparents ? she never knew them. 57. what do they do when they can’t sleep ? read a book, or drink tea. 58. what time do they normally go to bed ? depends. 59. if they have instagram, what was the last picture that they posted ? probably a picture of clara. 60. if they have twittter, what was the last thing that they tweeted ? she does not. 61. who is their otp ? frenchy & doody, from grease or allie & noah, from the notebook. 62. do they like sweet, salty, or sour ? sweet. 63. did they play any sports in the past ? she only really went to the bating cages with her father, or bowling. nothing competitive, like teams & such. 64. what is their favorite cheesy pick up line ? do you have a band-aid ? because i just scraped my knee falling for you. 65. what tv show or movie is their guilty pleasure ? grease. 66. if they were a fruit, what fruit would they be ? strawberry 67. do they sing in the shower ? a full performance. 68. what is their favorite type of chips ? more of a pretzels kind of girl. 69. do they drink juice ? if so, what is their favorite kind ? fresh squeezed orange, or grapefruit juice. 70. what is more important to them: power, money, friends, family, love, or fame ? love. 71. what does their handwriting look like ? (x.) 72. do they have reoccurring dreams ? if not, what is their most memorable dream ? often with her father, mostly nightmares come to mind. however, she does daydream often of many, many things. 73. if they were a taste, what would it be ? sweet. 74. what is one random fun fact about them ? she has performed the scene from sound of music, sixteen going on seventeen & is devoted to being both parts equally. 75. what is their lucky number ? 14. 76. do they have any pets ? homeless cats when she can without being caught, warmed milk & tucked underneath her blanket with her. 77. do they believe in the paranormal or the supernatural ? to an extent. 78. have they ever had any paranormal experiences ? a few when her father passed, mostly soothing one’s. 79. can they sing or dance ? although she’s come quite far with both, she can’t carry a tune or dance elegantly. 80. who is the first person they call/text when something exciting happens ? her group chat of lola & amy. 81. what is their social media handle ? just her name. 82. what swear word do they use/like the most ? shit has to be her most vulgar. 83. what is their ideal first date ? a ride in the countryside & a picnic on a hill, stargazing in the evening. 84. if they were a type of weather, what would they be ? not a cloud in the sky, or summer showers. it changes. 85. what is their least favorite holiday ? can’t imagine such a thing. 86. what is the first thing that they do in the morning ? write. 87. who is their ultimate celebrity crush ? paul anka. 88. do they usually pay with cash or card ? cash. 89. what was the last thing that they bought ? a glass soda & pretzels at a side of the road store. 90. are they a good or bad driver ? decent. 91. if they could meet one person (from history or currently alive), who would it be ? selena quintanilla. 92. have they ever gotten into a physical fight ? not a single one, she has broken up many in her time. 93. do they prefer pepsi or coke ? coca cola. 94. do they prefer the city or the suburbs ? she’s only really known small towns, she sure would love a trip to the city though. 95. do they have any special or odd talents ? she can write backwards, as much as she can forwards. 96. when they were little, what did they want to be when they grew up ? a teacher. 97. do they have any favorite smells ? probably a simple vanilla, or lavender. the smell of baking cookies, too. 98. if they could visit any place in the world, where would they go ? the coastline of france. 99. do they wear jewelry ? she has worn a heart locket ever since it was given by her father, with a cross on the same string. it has a picture of her & her father in it, or so she tells. it’s simply the one that came with it, when he bought it from a pawn shop. besides that, scrunchies on her wrists count, right ? 100. who is the last person they talked to on the phone ? no one really, because all her friends are here with her. if it was before camp, jackson. 101. do they prefer ‘would you rather’ or ‘truth or dare’ ? she tries to be missing in action for either, but has fallen to a few rounds of spin the bottle. 102. what has been their favorite halloween costume yet ? she’s only been audrey hepburn, recreating her looks from scenes in her films. so, all of them. except, when she was four she was a nun like julie andrew’s character, maria in sound of music. 103. do they like horror movies ? not particularly, not much can be said from underneath a blanket. 104. what is their typical breakfast like ? waffles & fruit, or oatmeal: peaches & cream. fresh squeezed juice. 105. are they a netflix or hulu person ? netflix. 106. do they like to gossip ? hardly. 107. if they were a song, what one would they be ? he loves & she loves from the film, funny face, audrey hepburn & fred astaire. 108. what was their best subject in school ? english. 109. what was their worst subject in school ? probably gym, because she wasn’t learning anything & she was always last picked in everything for her height. 110. have they ever met anyone famous ? no. 111. who was their childhood hero ? julie andrews. 112. were any tv shows or movies that they weren’t allowed to watch as a child ? anything above pg. 113. what is the strangest thing they have ever eaten ? french fries dipped in a chocolate shake & she liked it. 114. do they prefer friends or family ? friends who are her family & clara, of course. 115. how do they feel about pineapple on pizza ? no way, she’s not a huge pizza fan to begin with. 116. do they put the milk or cereal in the bowl first ? cereal, then milk. 117. how do they think dogs would wear pants ? with the front of the pants on their stomach, not back. 118. do they believe in luck or fate ? fate. 119. do they use emojis when they text ? a little too much. 120. who was their favorite character on friends ? she’s never seen it. 121. what character on friends are they most like ? i’d say . . . rachel or monica. 122. would they rather read the books or watch the movies ? both. 123. what is their favorite time of day ? high noon. 124. did they watch the teletubbies as a child ? if so, who was their favorite ? no. 125. do they check the rating (like a rotten tomatoes rating) of a movie before they go and see one ? no, her town only has a theatre that plays older movies so she’s never really seen a new film in theatres before. 126. do they have any favorite old hollywood movie stars ? audrey hepburn & james dean. 127. if they had to live in any other decade, which would they choose ? the fifties for just a moment, to witness paul anka & for the fashion. maybe the fifties in france, too. 128. if they could only listen to five music albums for the rest of their life, which ones would they choose ? dulce amor by selena y los dinos, velvet mood by billie holiday, grease soundtrack by the grease cast, cheek to cheek: the complete duet recordings by ella fitzgerald & louis armstrong, songs for swingin’ lovers by frank sinatra 129. do they believe in heaven/hell or reincarnation ? she believes in some sort of heaven. 130. do they like chewing gum ? depends if she needs her breath to smell very nice, other than that it’s not a natural habit. 131. do they like to go see musicals or plays ? yes, of course. 132. were they apart of any clubs or teams in high school or college ? newspaper, old hollywood & student government in high school & now, she is focusing on just her classes. 133. what was their high school superlative ? most likely to make it out of this town. 134. are they good at cooking or baking ? baking, it’s a stress reliever she’s found. that & photography. 135. could they beat bobby flay ? well, she has worked in a diner her whole life so she has experience. she’d probably get caught up in complimenting him. 136. do they watch actual television ? if so, what channels do they watch ? very little, if she does it’s lifetime or telemundo, maybe food network. 137. have they ever seen rupaul’s drag race ? yes, very little. she doesn’t watch television very much. 138. do they prefer pink or yellow lemonade ? yellow lemonade. 139. could they lip sync for their life ? without a doubt. 140. is their room messy or clean ? clean, so clean. 141. if they were a body part, which one would they be ? fingers, because she enjoys tracing things throughout the day. 142. if they were an emotion, what would they be ? joy. 143. if they were a planet, which one would they be ? neptune. 144. how would they describe their clothing style ? denim, denim, denim & floral. thrifted articles of clothing. 145. do they shower in the morning or at night ? depends, but mostly morning. 146. do they order regular fries, onion rings, sweet potato fries, or tater tots ? regular fries. 147. do they normally wear socks ? frill socks. 148. do they fear natural disasters ? as much as the next person. 149. can they ice/roller skate ? barely, though she loves a date to a roller rink. 150. are they good at video games ? if wii bowling counts.

#stillwater:task3 #- ̗̀ ★ ∙ 𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒂 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒋𝒆 : musings.

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Answer the odd numbers!

Oh, wow, that’s a lot XD I’ll try to do as many as I can, but I shall try to keep it briefer than usual. If something is too difficult, then I’ll skip. Let’s go! 1) Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? My friends are trying to get me into spotify, I tend to use soundcloud more, but my preferred way of finding new music has often ended up being accidentally leaving youtube on in a tab after a song finished, and having it cycle through sort-of related music.

3) what color are your eyes?Reasonably light brown. Someone was once nice enough to tell me they look like honey, when I’m in the sun.

5) what is your relationship status? Not where I see myself in the longterm.

7) what color hair do you have?Darkish brown. I dye it almost exactly the colour it naturally is. Or was, before the Grey Hair Fairy frosted my temples with some serious silver.

9) where do you shop?The high street, and online? Nowhere particularly fancy. Occasinally I’ll be tempted by something off etsy. 11) favorite social media accountIn terms of personally, I keep up with a lot of people I don’t see often through facebook. But I really enjoy the community we have here. 13) any siblings?A younger sister and a much younger brother. I’m the dorky, embarrasing but protective eldest.

15)favorite snapchat filter? Um… I don’t use snapchat often. Hmm. Anything that lets you transform two pictures at once, because then I can pull someone else in for a selfie! XD17) how many times a week do you shower?Weird question, but the answer is; as often as I can. You want to wash the hospital off you. 19) shoe size?Either 4, 41/2 or 5 in UK sizes (so between 37 and 38 in European sizes), no idea what that is in US measurements. It’s small enough that sometimes I end up in the kiddy section.

21) sandals or sneakers? Depends on for what. Sneakers are generally good for most things, but there are times when sandals are more appropriate.

23) describe your dream dateI don’t know about dream, but a nice lunch on a sunny day, followed by a trip to a gallery or a museum, or perhaps a nice walk is 1000 times better than catching drinks in a crowded bar. As for anyone who drags someone to excercise on a ‘date’…no. Just no. 25) what color socks are you wearing? They happen to be black socks with tigers on them.

27) do you have a job? what do you do? I sometimes give hope, I always give support, but I cannot always give life when time has run out.

29) whats the worst thing you have ever done? The thing I’m most cringey about is the time I offended a classmate in primary school. I must have been 7. They asked me why I didn’t invite them to my party, and I gave them a reason that was both untrue and rude, and in the end I invited them and I came. But I’m still not sure why I did that.

31) 3 favorite boy names

I don’t know. Names I prefer in guys I’m seeing? Or for future kids? Or characters? Because those answers would all be different…

33) favorite actor?Right now, let’s say Robin Williams and Emma Thompson. I could say more, but then we’d be here all day.

35)who is your celebrity crush?I’m going to have to be really, really cliche and say Tom Hiddleston. That voice would sound compelling even if it was just reading out his shopping list, and he has really nice hands. I also think Jensen Ackles is pretty ahem, delectable, too.

37) do you read a lot? whats your favorite book? I love to read, with a passion. But I go through periods where I read a lot, and others when I read much less. Picking one book would be an impossibility.

39) do you have a nickname? what is it? Trying to find one which isn’t some derivative of my name, or just plain weird is hard.

41) top 10 favorite songsThis would probably require too much thought to answer right now.

43) what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc)Oily. Definitely wasn’t blessed on the skin front, but such is life. Weirdly, friends keep telling me they thinl I have clear skin, and I’m like ‘whose face have you been looking at?!’ Which just does to show that we’re the only ones who notice our own blemishes. Take for example, scars. I have a few (!!) on my face, and people can know me for years and not realise they are there. Then literally turn around one day and say “OMG, what happened to your FACE?” To which I reply… “Um, nothing? It’s always like this.”.

45) how many kids do you want? This is not something I’ve really thought about? Enough to keep each other company, but not so many that I’m spending the next 500 years changing nappies. So 2 or 3, I guess?

47) what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc) Whatever kind of house I can afford. I don’t realistically see myself affording to live in London, and I don’t realistically see any chance of a big house if I live in the UK. But such is life.

49) what was the last compliment you received?On one of my recent night shifts, one of the nurses asked me where I was from. And I told her (people don’t usually know, or care, much about my country, but I see no reason to lie), and she said “I wanted to know why, because you are so confident. The way you talk” And I was taken aback. “Confident? ME? Really?!?”. To which she replied, laughing “You think you are not?”. All this time I’ve been quite reserved, and always told by my seniors that I ought to have more faith in my clinical decisionmaking and just be more assertive, it was quite surprising to find out that someone saw me bumbling along on my night shift and thought I looked and sounded confident. 51) how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real?Probably around 7? I was apparently not amused. I can’t remember. In retrospect, perhaps it’s odd that I always knew about the birds and the bees but not about Santa.53) opinion on smoking?Not a good idea, but often understandable. Nearly always started when we are very young, in order to fit in or belong. I grew up with one parent being a smoker (they quit, yay!) and have friends who smoked since their teens, so I can understand how hard it is to give up, and what addiction means. But one thing I really don’t understand is grownups “socially smoking”. At all. It’s flirting with addiction, has no benefits, and just drains your money? I feel that most people my age who indulge in social smoking really should probably know better. But then that applies to many things in our lives.

55) what is your dream job? To be a magical girl/superhero. Being a doctor who draws comics shall, however, suffice until I get called into service by a cute magical familiar.

57) do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? I used to use them, but I wouldn’t say that I would stock up on the whole stash. Though I have a sad feeling that they chuck the ones you don’t use, so maybe we should all be taking them?

59) do you smile for pictures?I used to never smile for pictures, because I had over-large incisors with a noticeable gap in them, and felt really self-conscious about them for most of my life. Then I stopped caring. But lately I realised my teeth no longer look oversized, and the gap has kind of shrunken, a little to my dismay.

61) have you ever peed in the woods? Another bizarrre question. I don’t hang out in the woods, but if there were no toilets within reasonable access, then I would? Pee is aseptic and the entirety of nature does it, plus it’s hardly going to get in anyone’s way?

63) do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds?I don’t even think we HAVE Wendy’s, so I guess the golden arches win by default?65) what do you wear to bed? Pajamas, because it’s usually cold? Unless we’re talking about entertaining…

67) what are your hobbies?Answering memes and solving the internet’s problems. Sometimes I draw. 69) do you play an instrument?I cannot manipulate notes like I manipulate words. I sort of learned the recorder and piano a little bit, but despite lovely encouragement, I don’t have the time nor the patience it would take to be good at music. I find it a very attractive quality in others, though!

71) tea or coffee?Coffee in the morning, tea at teatime (duh) and hot chocolate at night.73) do you want to get married?I would like to end with a relationship that is stable, comfortable and friendship blended with being lovers. It’s not that a piece of paper has meaning, rather that being sure you want to be with someone for the forseeable future is what makes it special. Sometimes it takes being willing to discuss that bit of paper for both parties to truly know how sure they are to share each others’ lives. 75) are you going to change your last name when you get married? Definitely not intending to. Sometimes my last name is a pain, because nobody can spell it, or pronounce it. And it’s so long that hyphenating would make it even more of a pain than it already is. But I’m attached to my name, it’s a part of me and my ethnic identity, and definitely am not going into relationships with an idea that I “have to take my husband’s name”. They can take mine, if they wish. Perhaps I’d be tempted to if someone’s name was just incredibly awesome, who knows? I would rarely rule anything out before the fact. But I certainly don’t intend to.

77) do you miss anyone right now? Yep. Don’t we all?

79) do you believe in ghosts?I’ve never seen one, and I’d rather not, thanks. I believe in not tempting fate and staying in my own lane, paranormally speaking. 81) last person you calledFunnily enough, just a work colleague. I missed a call at work (we were both on call) , and called them after the shift, which is when I realised they’d called. Fortunately we’d already taken care of the situation.

83) regular oreos or golden oreos? What is a golden oreo? Regular, since I know no other kind.

85) what shirt are you wearing? The pajamas my aunt and recently deceased gran gave me for my last birthday.

87) are you outgoing or shy?Shy.

89) do you like your neighbors? My flatmates are OK, but keep themselves to themselves and work far too many shifts (no doubt they’d say the same about me!). I don’t know everyone else in the building. 91) have you ever been high? Who needs to be high when you’ve been a teenage girl?93) last thing you ate? Soba noodles. 95) summer or winter? Summer. It’s when you are warm and sunny, and can go for long rambling walks all day. Winter is too dark, I feel like I don’t get any sunlight at all in the winter

97) dark, milk, or white chocolate? All of the above. If I had to pick one, then dark?99) what is your zodiac sign?I’m a leo, but I never thought it represented me. People always assume Leos are brash, loud, confident extroverts who wear leopard print and go to all the parties. Meanwhile, here I am with a cat under my arm wondering why that’s meant to be me. Though, I really hate the idea of someone telling me what I’m meant to be like, horoscopes or life in general. Like, they don’t even know me. The nerve. So perhaps there’s a little bit of that kind of imperiousness about me, after all.

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31 powerful reasons people are protesting at the Women's March.

For the past, the present, and the future, people share their reasons for marching.

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In an unprecedented rebuke to the inauguration of President Donald Trump, hundreds of thousands of people took to the streets and marched on Washington, D.C. — and around the world — on Jan. 21, 2017.

On his first full day in office, the Women's March on Washington drew demonstrators from across the country — men, women, and children alike — to fight back against harmful rhetoric and campaign proposals Trump has promised.

Hundreds of thousands of protesters descend on Washington, D.C., for the Women's March. Photo by Jim Watson/AFP/Getty Images.

The march, which comes amid a slew of new polls reflecting historically low favorability ratings for the 45th president, united members of many marginalized groups, from people of color and immigrants to LGBTQ Americans and survivors of sexual assault to members of the disabled community who created a virtual version of the march — all who felt targeted by the president throughout his 2016 campaign.

Using the hashtag #WhyIMarch on Twitter, many marchers expressed why they took to the streets. Here are 31 of their powerful responses:

1. This person is marching for his son, who idolizes Hillary Clinton.

I’ll never forget when my 3 year old son, Mateo Ali told me that he wants to be @HillaryClinton when he grows up. That matters. #WhyIMarch

— Michael Skolnik (@MichaelSkolnik) January 20, 2017

2. This person is marching for undocumented immigrants, who deserve better.

Sending love to my undocumented sisters and brothers. I will fight with you and for you. #HereToStay #WhyIMarch

— Linda Sarsour (@lsarsour) January 20, 2017

3. This person is marching to pay her mother's selflessness forward.

Marching b/c my mom came to this country so I could have the opportunities she was denied for being a woman #WhyIMarch http://pic.twitter.com/nYCrtunQ4S

— Bonnie (@bonniecasillas) January 10, 2017

4. This person is marching to take a stand for disability rights and respect.

I march because I am a woman with a disability and I refuse to be bullied into silence #whyIMarch @womensmarch

— Linda Kelchner (@profe105) January 14, 2017

5. This person is marching because she is enough.

I'm never going to let anyone tell me I am not enough because I'm Latina, a woman and POC. #WhyIMarch

— I Ain't Sorry ✊ (@JennZoet) January 10, 2017

6. This person is marching because she wants to do what's right for her child.

One reason I'm attending #WomensMarch is b/c I want to be the role model my daughter deserves #whyIMarch

— Sarah Nyswonger (@yosemitezoo) January 10, 2017

7. This person is marching because there's no excuse for inequality.

It is unfathomable that equal rights don't exist & my 21 yr old daughter has to deal w/ sexual, financial & social oppression #whyIMarch http://pic.twitter.com/9lTW0HWwno

— Allison Banks (@alliesuz) January 10, 2017

8. This person is marching because we should all have control over our own bodies.

I'm marching because the freedom to decide what to do with one's body is the most basic and profound human right. #WomensMarch #whyIMarch

— Casey Casias (@thebravengineer) January 10, 2017

9. The actor Melissa Benoist, marches because you just don't mess with Supergirl (or the woman who plays her).

.@MelissaBenoist IS a legend ✊🏻#WomensMarch http://pic.twitter.com/VPsDCaPcCJ

— Camilla L News (@CamillaLNews) January 21, 2017

10. This person is marching to be an ally to everyone who feels afraid.

I'm joining the @womensmarch in Washington on Saturday to support everyone who feels threatened by what's happening in America #WhyIMarch

— Grant Wahl (@GrantWahl) January 20, 2017

11. This person is marching because women ... well, they're people, too.

@womensmarch I'm marching because, like most women, I too am human, & support human rights & equality. Also, these characters #whyimarch http://pic.twitter.com/ekvyuR35zi

— bpinder (@bpinder) January 10, 2017

12. This person is marching because the future depends on having good schools.

Days 4, 5, 6 #WhyIMarch: Education. Education. Education. (especially PUBLIC education) #PowerOfHope #SUNinDC #SuitUpNebraska

— em nelson (@EMNhistory) January 10, 2017

13. Little Miss Flint is marching because we all deserve clean drinking water.

We wont have access to safe water until 2020!!#WhyIMarch #FlintWaterCrisis #WMWYouth #Flint#MISOTS17 http://pic.twitter.com/gXOS4HQodU

— Little Miss Flint (@LoveMeLuLu22) January 18, 2017

14. This person is marching to feel rejuvenated once again.

I am marching to be strengthened and uplifted. I am hoping to gather knowledge on how to go forward #WhyIMarch

— Karen Lambert (@mamaslambert) January 10, 2017

15. This person is marching for trans rights.

"Trans rights are human rights." #WhyIMarch http://pic.twitter.com/593g9TouXl

— Feminist Frequency (@femfreq) January 21, 2017

16. This person is marching because "justice for all" means justice for all.

To demand equality, reproductive rights, safety for people of all races, beliefs, gender or sexual identities. For Justice! #WhyIMarch

— wendi (@WendiUnraveled) January 10, 2017

17. This person is marching for her granddaughter — and everyone else's, too.

#WhyIMarch #January21 @womensmarch - I march for my granddaughter and all young girls! http://pic.twitter.com/zP7Kt4BeX8

— Mary Anita Williams (@marwillias47) January 10, 2017

18. This person is marching because she's basically everything Trump has attacked on the campaign trail.

I am everything he thinks is evil- Mexican, female, immigrant, scientist, educated, not scared, successful, open-minded #WhyIMarch #Jan21 🇺🇸

— Martha (@smilybean04) January 10, 2017

19. This person is marching because equal rights shouldn't be controversial.

#WhyIMarch because everyone deserves the same rights, no matter their gender, race, origin, or sexuality #WomensMarch

— Ariana Moore (@goodenoughfor) January 21, 2017

20. This person is marching for female veterans and those living with post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD).

Thank you to all the powerful voices supporting #women & #veterans! Only 11 days until #womensmarch🇺🇸! #whyIMarch >> https://t.co/NsVlBogicd http://pic.twitter.com/f5MBkfGIR2

— Pam Campos (@_pamcampos) January 10, 2017

21. This person is marching because of the women who came before her.

For the women who fought for the vote, her seat on the bus and her place in the office. #WhyIMarch #WomensMarch #Seattle

— Stephanie Timken (@Stimken) January 21, 2017

22. This person is marching because her family is as diverse as America itself.

#whyIMarch My niece is transgender My niece is Bi My nephew is gay My husband is Jew-ish. I stand for the HUMAN race and religious freedom♥️

— DeborrahFlinnerCohen (@FlinnerFoto) January 10, 2017

23. This person is marching to take a stand against sexual assault.

@womensmarch As a therapist, client survivors have been destabilized with a sexual predator elected to POTUS. 1 reason #whyIMarch

— Lauren F (@nocheetosaz) January 10, 2017

24. This person is marching to put an end to gun violence.

This bell cannot be unrung. @momsdemand @Everytown #WomensMarch http://pic.twitter.com/Yjiv2kuha7

— TheIndyJagger (@TheIndyJagger) January 21, 2017

25. These people are marching because the rights of all women are at stake, no matter their jobs.

Team CHANGE marching for all women, sex workers included. #WomensMarch #BreakBarriers http://pic.twitter.com/fHdWnk0IcF

— CHANGE (@genderhealth) January 21, 2017

26. This person is marching because we simply cannot give up now.

#whyIMarch we've come too far to give up the forward motion

— nancy (@nancynye78) January 10, 2017

27. CNN's Sally Kohn is marching because these are not the words of a leader.

Unacceptable before. Unacceptable now. ( via @dreamhampton ) #WhyIMarch #WomensMarch #NotMyPresident http://pic.twitter.com/XDlrf9XvOH

— Sally Kohn (@sallykohn) January 21, 2017

28. This person is marching because the future depends on it.

For the rights of the generations to come 💛 #whyIMarch #WomensMarch

— Shelby Wulfert (@ShelbyWulfert) January 21, 2017

29. Actress Lupita Nyong'o marches because she won't let the world rob her of her dignity.

#WhyIMarch: I have decided not to be reduced by any events, social or political, that aim to rob me of my dignity. #FBF Angelou & Steinem http://pic.twitter.com/6Yd9H93ln4

— Lupita Nyong'o (@Lupita_Nyongo) January 20, 2017

30. Sen. Patty Murray (D-Washington) marches as a message to politicians who want to deny people access to affordable care at Planned Parenthood.

For the millions of men & women who rely on Planned Parenthood for their health care needs. #WhyIMarch http://pic.twitter.com/2dMYon8JGH

— Senator Patty Murray (@PattyMurray) January 21, 2017

31. This person marches because she survived the attack at Sandy Hook and won't stop now.

Sandy Hook survivor Yvonne and @Ashleycech at the #womensMarch #WMNYC @momsdemand http://pic.twitter.com/9Lvf0qd3Ui

— Barry Graubart (@graubart) January 21, 2017

Human rights are under attack. Women's rights are under attack. The women, the men, the boys, and the girls who march today are sending a powerful message at those who seek to deny others those rights.

No matter who you voted for (or if you voted) in November's election, you have a right to make your voice heard — and around the world, hundreds of thousands of people are doing just that. Change is possible, and protests do work.

The 31 stories shared here are a small sampling of the wide range of reasons people have taken to the streets in dissent. When things look tough, let us look to those voices, let us join in their chorus.

A woman in Barcelona, Spain, marches for women's rights. Photo by David Ramos/Getty Images.

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31 powerful reasons people are protesting at the Women's March.

For the past, the present, and the future, people share their reasons for marching.

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Hundreds of thousands of protesters descend on Washington, D.C., for the Women's March. Photo by Jim Watson/AFP/Getty Images.

Using the hashtag #WhyIMarch on Twitter, many marchers expressed why they took to the streets. Here are 31 of their powerful responses:

1. This person is marching for his son, who idolizes Hillary Clinton.

I’ll never forget when my 3 year old son, Mateo Ali told me that he wants to be @HillaryClinton when he grows up. That matters. #WhyIMarch

— Michael Skolnik (@MichaelSkolnik) January 20, 2017

2. This person is marching for undocumented immigrants, who deserve better.

Sending love to my undocumented sisters and brothers. I will fight with you and for you. #HereToStay #WhyIMarch

— Linda Sarsour (@lsarsour) January 20, 2017

3. This person is marching to pay her mother's selflessness forward.

Marching b/c my mom came to this country so I could have the opportunities she was denied for being a woman #WhyIMarch http://pic.twitter.com/nYCrtunQ4S

— Bonnie (@bonniecasillas) January 10, 2017

4. This person is marching to take a stand for disability rights and respect.

I march because I am a woman with a disability and I refuse to be bullied into silence #whyIMarch @womensmarch

— Linda Kelchner (@profe105) January 14, 2017

5. This person is marching because she is enough.

I'm never going to let anyone tell me I am not enough because I'm Latina, a woman and POC. #WhyIMarch

— I Ain't Sorry ✊ (@JennZoet) January 10, 2017

6. This person is marching because she wants to do what's right for her child.

One reason I'm attending #WomensMarch is b/c I want to be the role model my daughter deserves #whyIMarch

— Sarah Nyswonger (@yosemitezoo) January 10, 2017

7. This person is marching because there's no excuse for inequality.

It is unfathomable that equal rights don't exist & my 21 yr old daughter has to deal w/ sexual, financial & social oppression #whyIMarch http://pic.twitter.com/9lTW0HWwno

— Allison Banks (@alliesuz) January 10, 2017

8. This person is marching because we should all have control over our own bodies.

I'm marching because the freedom to decide what to do with one's body is the most basic and profound human right. #WomensMarch #whyIMarch

— Casey Casias (@thebravengineer) January 10, 2017

9. The actor Melissa Benoist, marches because you just don't mess with Supergirl (or the woman who plays her).

.@MelissaBenoist IS a legend ✊🏻#WomensMarch http://pic.twitter.com/VPsDCaPcCJ

— Camilla L News (@CamillaLNews) January 21, 2017

10. This person is marching to be an ally to everyone who feels afraid.

I'm joining the @womensmarch in Washington on Saturday to support everyone who feels threatened by what's happening in America #WhyIMarch

— Grant Wahl (@GrantWahl) January 20, 2017

11. This person is marching because women ... well, they're people, too.

@womensmarch I'm marching because, like most women, I too am human, & support human rights & equality. Also, these characters #whyimarch http://pic.twitter.com/ekvyuR35zi

— bpinder (@bpinder) January 10, 2017

12. This person is marching because the future depends on having good schools.

Days 4, 5, 6 #WhyIMarch: Education. Education. Education. (especially PUBLIC education) #PowerOfHope #SUNinDC #SuitUpNebraska

— em nelson (@EMNhistory) January 10, 2017

13. Little Miss Flint is marching because we all deserve clean drinking water.

We wont have access to safe water until 2020!!#WhyIMarch #FlintWaterCrisis #WMWYouth #Flint#MISOTS17 http://pic.twitter.com/gXOS4HQodU

— Little Miss Flint (@LoveMeLuLu22) January 18, 2017

14. This person is marching to feel rejuvenated once again.

I am marching to be strengthened and uplifted. I am hoping to gather knowledge on how to go forward #WhyIMarch

— Karen Lambert (@mamaslambert) January 10, 2017

15. This person is marching for trans rights.

"Trans rights are human rights." #WhyIMarch http://pic.twitter.com/593g9TouXl

— Feminist Frequency (@femfreq) January 21, 2017

16. This person is marching because "justice for all" means justice for all.

To demand equality, reproductive rights, safety for people of all races, beliefs, gender or sexual identities. For Justice! #WhyIMarch

— wendi (@WendiUnraveled) January 10, 2017

17. This person is marching for her granddaughter — and everyone else's, too.

#WhyIMarch #January21 @womensmarch - I march for my granddaughter and all young girls! http://pic.twitter.com/zP7Kt4BeX8

— Mary Anita Williams (@marwillias47) January 10, 2017

18. This person is marching because she's basically everything Trump has attacked on the campaign trail.

I am everything he thinks is evil- Mexican, female, immigrant, scientist, educated, not scared, successful, open-minded #WhyIMarch #Jan21 🇺🇸

— Martha (@smilybean04) January 10, 2017

19. This person is marching because equal rights shouldn't be controversial.

#WhyIMarch because everyone deserves the same rights, no matter their gender, race, origin, or sexuality #WomensMarch

— Ariana Moore (@goodenoughfor) January 21, 2017

20. This person is marching for female veterans and those living with post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD).

Thank you to all the powerful voices supporting #women & #veterans! Only 11 days until #womensmarch🇺🇸! #whyIMarch >> https://t.co/NsVlBogicd http://pic.twitter.com/f5MBkfGIR2

— Pam Campos (@_pamcampos) January 10, 2017

21. This person is marching because of the women who came before her.

For the women who fought for the vote, her seat on the bus and her place in the office. #WhyIMarch #WomensMarch #Seattle

— Stephanie Timken (@Stimken) January 21, 2017

22. This person is marching because her family is as diverse as America itself.

#whyIMarch My niece is transgender My niece is Bi My nephew is gay My husband is Jew-ish. I stand for the HUMAN race and religious freedom♥️

— DeborrahFlinnerCohen (@FlinnerFoto) January 10, 2017

23. This person is marching to take a stand against sexual assault.

@womensmarch As a therapist, client survivors have been destabilized with a sexual predator elected to POTUS. 1 reason #whyIMarch

— Lauren F (@nocheetosaz) January 10, 2017

24. This person is marching to put an end to gun violence.

This bell cannot be unrung. @momsdemand @Everytown #WomensMarch http://pic.twitter.com/Yjiv2kuha7

— TheIndyJagger (@TheIndyJagger) January 21, 2017

25. These people are marching because the rights of all women are at stake, no matter their jobs.

Team CHANGE marching for all women, sex workers included. #WomensMarch #BreakBarriers http://pic.twitter.com/fHdWnk0IcF

— CHANGE (@genderhealth) January 21, 2017

26. This person is marching because we simply cannot give up now.

#whyIMarch we've come too far to give up the forward motion

— nancy (@nancynye78) January 10, 2017

27. CNN's Sally Kohn is marching because these are not the words of a leader.

Unacceptable before. Unacceptable now. ( via @dreamhampton ) #WhyIMarch #WomensMarch #NotMyPresident http://pic.twitter.com/XDlrf9XvOH

— Sally Kohn (@sallykohn) January 21, 2017

28. This person is marching because the future depends on it.

For the rights of the generations to come 💛 #whyIMarch #WomensMarch

— Shelby Wulfert (@ShelbyWulfert) January 21, 2017

29. Actress Lupita Nyong'o marches because she won't let the world rob her of her dignity.

#WhyIMarch: I have decided not to be reduced by any events, social or political, that aim to rob me of my dignity. #FBF Angelou & Steinem http://pic.twitter.com/6Yd9H93ln4

— Lupita Nyong'o (@Lupita_Nyongo) January 20, 2017

30. Sen. Patty Murray (D-Washington) marches as a message to politicians who want to deny people access to affordable care at Planned Parenthood.

For the millions of men & women who rely on Planned Parenthood for their health care needs. #WhyIMarch http://pic.twitter.com/2dMYon8JGH

— Senator Patty Murray (@PattyMurray) January 21, 2017

31. This person marches because she survived the attack at Sandy Hook and won't stop now.

Sandy Hook survivor Yvonne and @Ashleycech at the #womensMarch #WMNYC @momsdemand http://pic.twitter.com/9Lvf0qd3Ui

— Barry Graubart (@graubart) January 21, 2017

A woman in Barcelona, Spain, marches for women's rights. Photo by David Ramos/Getty Images.

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