Anonymous asked:
My favorite was when I said I didn’t want or like kids and someone on tumblr called me a toxic child abuser like holy shit some of y’all need to get a grip
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Anonymous asked:
My favorite was when I said I didn’t want or like kids and someone on tumblr called me a toxic child abuser like holy shit some of y’all need to get a grip
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im a teenager now but they still say awful things and threaten to hit me if i dont fix myself up. 🍅(2/2)
Im coming to your country and I’m going to suplex your parents into the shadow realm and after that I’m adopting every single child. I’m sorry you have to put up with that.
Anonymous asked:
Your ask was v emotional and yeah, I understand how simple little things like cameras they used or certain smells can just completely throw you off years and years later. It’s a big reason why I’ve kept my hair short for so many years and only just recently I’ve been comfortable with growing it out
You think people that talk like this know why they have no friends or? (this is a 40 year old talking about fandom)
If anyone had ever said something like this to me while I was a minor I would call the fucking police.
Not only that but the red flags for abuse, Jesus Christ all the red flags. This sounds exactly like something a child abuser would say to a child, so much so that reading this makes me feel fucking nauseous
I’m about to help my neighbor steal a mf dog I swear to god
These people down the street have a husky they keep outside 24/7 on a 3ft lead and a spike collar. NO water in 90+ degree direct sun. The dog is constantly crying day and night and the cops have been called 3 times by 3 different people and if they do nothing (AGAIN) I’m gonna help my neighbor get the dog out of there. She’s been feeding and watering him secretly for weeks because god knows the owners wont fucking do it and you could see his ribs before the neighbor started feeding him
Four of us sat in a worn-out car in the back of a McDonald’s parking lot. It sure had plenty of city miles on it.
The music was loud, the laughs were endless, and none of us were concerned about anything but these moments in time. We started using drugs on nights like these, but none of us gave it too much reflection. Deep down inside we all thought the same thing: this is just a phase and someday, soon enough, we would grow out of it.
It’s heartbreaking to look back at those moments with the understanding that we were not going to grow out of it - we were growing into it. We were growing into poor grades, lost friends, and abandoned hobbies. We were growing into family fights, restless nights, and an insatiable appetite. We were growing into police cruisers, holding cells, and psych wards. Some of us were growing into our caskets.
Four of us sat in an old worn-out car in the back of a McDonald’s parking lot.
Two of us never made it out.