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The police caught and arrested him. But despite the heinous and violent crimes he was credibly accused of, he was released without bail. He was free for three months AFTER police discovered  that he was abusing 12 underage black girls.

Chrystul Kizer was raped and trafficked by this man for years.

She’s now facing life in prison for defending herself against her attacker.

Free Chrystul Kizer!!!

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Just realized that in twenty years or so coal will become so scarce and valuable that we’ll have to change what Santa gives kids who are bad.

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Just a reminder that Dead Kennedys has a song entitled “Nazi Punks Fuck Off.”

punk isn’t just skinny. punk isn’t just perfect mohawks or aesthetically pleasing jackets. punk isn’t only listening to dead kennedys or black flag. punk is being an individual, having no respect for our fascist authority, sticking up for the little guy even if you are the little guy. punk isn’t just a look or a music scene.

my utopia

this had me SCREAMING

Love this meme format

Stop telling children to, “just ignore it.” It makes excuses for bullies and it doesn’t work. It never has. All it does is teach kids that it’s okay for them to walk all over people, and it teaches the kids being bullied that it’s okay for people to treat them that way. Stop it.

(Part two of my message)

These are not the people I know. These are strangers who have been led astray and brainwashed by people who don’t think of anyone but themselves. My own family is almost unrecognizable to me. There are moments where I feel like I know them, when my grandmother will ask me to help her fill up her hummingbird feeder or sit down and tell me stories about her life or about my mom. Or when my papa will talk my grandma into letting me do something (yes, I’m a legal adult, but I’m still a kid to them) and then wink at me behind her back. But then they go back to being strangers, to people I sometimes feel uncomfortable just sitting down with. To conspiracy theorists, to people who, if they knew my whole belief system, might think I was evil. And it’s all because you value money over human beings. It’s all because you’re selfish. I miss the grandma who always bought me cotton candy when we went to the children’s museum, even though she knew I would get her car all sticky. Who taught me how to sew and helped me print off coloring pages and turn them into little coloring books. I miss the papa who would always carry an unreasonably big camera around his neck when we went to the zoo, who played basketball with me, and who let me ride on his lap while he mowed the lawn. I miss the people I knew. Those people are gone now, and I don’t know if I’ll ever get them back. I hope and pray that I will, but I doubt it very much. It’s a strange experience, watching someone become more distant every day, and yet still feeling them right beside you. Still getting encouraging texts and talking to them on the phone. It’s weird to sit right across from someone and recognize their face, but not the person behind it. It is extremely difficult, almost impossible, to come to terms with the fact that your family is gone when they’re standing right in front of you. It’s a kind of grief that is not easy to explain, and not recognizable to most people. But it is there. So, to everyone I addressed this letter to, to the people who have profited off of people’s radicalization, I don’t want an apology. I don’t want you to suddenly start fact checking and taking down disinformation. It is far too little and far too late. This is one of those mistakes that you simply cannot fix, no matter how hard you try. The only thing that you can do now is recognize what you have done, and let the guilt haunt you for the rest of your life, and I truly hope it does, because you stole my family from me, and I will never, ever forgive you.

Im so glad for Eugenia, so many people would make fun of her looks without knowing she was sick and I feared one day she wouldnt be able to take it anymore. Back when my ed was really bad i used to see her all the time on thinspo blogs and it saddened. So glad shes getting help.

Me too! And I’m so glad to hear that your ed is better than it used to be, even if it’s still there. Baby steps are important!