Was scrolling through your theme “of course we will hurt each other” and was wondering if you have/might make a post something like “love is still here and will be here probably forever but I have to leave for my own good” if it makes sense

The Front Bottoms, Twin Size Mattress

Arthur Miller, The Crucible

Sharon Olds, The Flurry

Ed Sheeran, Overpass Grafitti

Joey Comeau, A Softer World (#1199)

F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

UnREAL (2015–2018), 2x09: Espionage

Nifra Idril, Leave No Scar

Jan Karon, Somewhere Safe with Somebody Good

Nine Inch Nails, Love Is Not Enough

Jan Karon Hallmark Snowman Timer (estimated 1999-2001), The Snowmen of Mitford Collection.

This one I regret not picking up for myself looking back at it now. I'm so charmed by the little utensil arms. A hat of an Enamel Pot! Tablecloth Bandana! Cookies! This snowed man is a friend indeed and ready to help you make the tastiest cold-weather treats.

Location: Those Were the Days, Warrensburg, MO

I told your friend Gator but I guess she was afraid to post my ask because she doesn’t like hard facts. Benedict was never scheduled to be at the GEANCO gala. You all fixated on the banner for the virtual gala that was held online in 2020 and he sent a video clip in for that. He didn’t miss anything. He was in BA with his wife and three real children as he was scheduled to be. Signed, the last sane skeptic.

Did you honestly think that the Fixer was our only industry contact? LMAO! We heard that a lot of talk has been going back and forth, that's bound to continue. Where do you think the bit about Ben breaching his contract came from? The ether? Gator deleted your Ask because she knows you're full of shit. Here are some harder facts for you, shill. Why would Rosario Dawson be brought in ATLM to host a Gala that Ben had already been named Honorary Chairman for? Her name was nowhere to be seen in the original lineup. Furthermore the shows at the Teatro Colon were scheduled for 9/27, 9/28, 9/30 and 10/2. One of those days is unaccounted for, I'll leave you to figure out which one and why. He had no reason to go to every single show after opening night and could have easily flown to LA for a couple of days to fulfill his other obligations. Cunter wasn't satisfied with him going to a second show and agreeing to that disastrous papwalk, though. The more he gives in the more demands she makes and she's notorious for sabotaging him at every opportunity! She's bitter because she knows that she is nothing without Ben's coattails to hang off of. That is why the Torino had only offered her a gig on the condition that he promote the venue. Enty leaked that and I can assure you that Teatro Colon was no different in that regard. Cunter only went to Marti to mooch free food and publicity from celebrity MasterChef German Martitegui. It is an upscale restaurant catering exclusively to adults as evidenced by both their menu and seating arrangement. Thing is, German's also got plenty of associates that could loan her a blond kid. Which explains why it was the wrong age, dirty and visibly frightened.

Yesterday, @rainintheevening and I played a game where we gave each other the first line of a book, followed by the sentence "And then the murders began." We then wrote what would be the first page or so of the resulting book. Here's what I came up with:

The rain began punctually at five o'clock, though few were awake to hear it. And then the murders began.

Kitty Dasher heard. Lying awake in bed, blankets pulled all the way up to her chin as if to hide her from the inevitable, she listened to the first few plinks against her windowpane. One. Two. Threefourfivesix, and then she lost count as the rain began to fall in earnest. Her eyes slid slowly over to the clock hanging on the wall, its thin black hands barely visible in the pre-dawn gloom. She watched the second hand tick slowly...inexorably...around...the...face...of...the...clock.

5:00.

5:01.

As soon as the second hand passed the 12, Kitty squeezed her eyes shut and pressed her hands hard against her ears, even though she knew it would do no good.

A young woman throwing a terrified glance over her shoulder as she raced through a shadowy alleyway. She tripped. Fell. Whirled around, crawling in a desperate, crab-like scramble. Screamed as the shadow of a man fell across her face. A hand reaching toward her, fingers clutching the handle of a switchblade....

A man sitting at the kitchen table, enormous belly spilling over his waistband. Reaching for another cigarette with one hand as he stamped the old one out with the other. Behind him, a woman in a housecoat standing at the stove, squinting at the eggs in the cast-iron skillet through a black eye, swollen nearly shut. Stiffening as he yelled something at her. Whirling towards him, raising the skillet above her head....

A small child lying in bed, clutching a teddy bear tightly. The door easing open. A woman standing on the threshold, tears streaming down her face. Trembling hands clutching a pillow. The cloth pressed gently, softly, firmly over the child's face....

A doorknob slowly turning. Quiet, stealthy footsteps tiptoeing into the kitchen. The creak of the stairs. A shadow looming over the man and woman sleeping peacefully in their bed. A hand over the mouth, the flash of metal, once, twice. Blood on the sheets and gaping eyes....

Kitty cringed under the covers as every image, every sensation, flooded her mind. Their screams echoed in her ears. Their dwindling heartbeats crashed through her own. She could feel every gasp of their lungs, every flash of pain through their nerves.

And she could do nothing to stop it.

At last, the onslaught of death came to an end with the echo of a gunshot that rattled every bone in her body. Slowly, Kitty lowered her hands and peeled her eyes open again, glancing over at the clock once more.

5:27. A short night.

Drawing a deep, cleansing breath, Kitty stretched her legs out and let herself lie in bed a little longer, limp and exhausted. She knew she wouldn't get any more sleep tonight, but she couldn't quite bring herself to get up and get dressed either. Not when that meant facing the morning paper. The obituaries. The headlines.

Would the couple murdered in their beds make the front page? Would anyone realize that child had been suffocated by his own mother?

It had been a particularly violent night. Sometimes, Kitty caught herself feeling a burst of relief when she witnessed a death that she knew would never be sensational or newsworthy enough for an article in the Gazette. Worst of all were the times she was given an article to proofread, and all of the details were mere echoes of what she had already witnessed first-hand the night before.

Perhaps she shouldn't have applied for that job at the paper.

"For fog was merely a cloud that wasn’t too smitten with itself to visit terra firma."

- Jan Karon

I might have asked you already but I can’t remember so I’m asking again. Top five book characters you’d like to grab coffee with?

You haven't yet asked, so your not-remembering worked!!

Ummm these are not in any particular sort of order, mostly just the five I thought of first

1. Ransome from C.S. Lewis's Space Trilogy. I would love to pick his brain about Old Solar, and hear about Malacandra and Perelandra, and talk theology. Added bonus of the coffee (or tea) probably being set in a cottage in the English countryside

2. Father Tim and Cynthia from Jan Karon's Mitford books. (Shhhhhh I'm counting them as one person) No particular reason except vibes

3. Father Brown (Chesterton's detective). He's very insightful about humanity and I would like to hear him talk about it I think. But also he seems like just a very cozy person

4. Polly Plummer. I mean obviously I would love to hear about the birth of Narnia, but also you just Know she's had fascinating adventures in this world too

5. Ok this one might be a biiit of a cop out, but I would quite like to have a nice long coffee chat with Kaael, the theoretical main character of my decade long worldbuilding project. Mostly to get her to tell me what the plot of this thing is

Who would you like to get coffee with, Holmes?

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atay, mel reevyn bisag asa na man lang ko gamingawon nimo ah

kung wa pa to nahitabo ang jan. 17 ah, kay fred unta ko delulu karon!

here's the plan

you know what is the good thing of becoming an IT guy/girl?

It is you are comfortable enough to write, to hide and to keep things you dont want others to see.

our pastora wants to adopt me. Wala pang final statement and alam kong nag dadalawang isip pa sya in doing that. Kasi ayaw sumugal sa bagay na hindi sya sure kung sasang-ayon sa kanya.

I have trauma in adaptation. *childhood trauma.

that is why if i have choice to decide for my own life, i will not choose to be adopted by anyone. ayoko ng utang na loob dahil mahirap yon bayaran at never yun nababayaran.

Pero bukod jan i have reasons in my mind why i shouldn't be adapted by our pastors:

ayokong masaktan ko sila - hindi naman ako physically na nanakit. pranka lang ako sa ways and words ko di ko sure kung ready silang maging magulang sakin as magulang not as pastor. At hindi nila ippreach ang private life ko sa pulpit. and i know they cannot do that. they can't. even if they do, magiging additional na pang-siga lang yon sa mga judgement ko sa kanila.

ayoko sa maarte - maarte sila. dapat perfect lahat. ayokong pakelaman nila yung lifestyle ko. kasi alam kong kaya nila ko iaadopt, they want someone na mapapasahan at magiging witness na tama ang mga decision nila in life. ayokong maging witness ng kasinungalingan. hindi ako marunong mag sinungaling. pero marunong ako manlinlang.

ayoko mawala sila sa life ko - enough na na pastor ko sila. ayokong ma attached sila sakin at masaktan ko sila as who i am. i am so plain in my emotions. if they are going to give me luxury things, i will appreciate it but dont expect too much appreciation from me. starting nung nalaman ko ang truth na i am God's daughter, normal nalang sakin ang lahat. normal nalang na mag karon ng mg luxury things ng mundo dahil mayaman ang Diyos ko. Next one, ayokong sumuko sila sakin. You know what, we have this scenario wherein sobrang nag pababa ng tingin ko kay ms. EL, nung time na I'm in my lowest point *and it is because of her. She suddenly became a person who perceives my words as personal. she became a person not a mentor and that's another story to tell.

so here are the reason why i think i should let them adapt me.

good revenge- i dont know if there's good revenge pero siguro.

you know what, 1995 is one of those people na inadapt nila. pero alam kong napagod sya at napagod din yung iba. ilan lang nag stay pero may utang na loob pa sila. (actually may utang na loob pa ko sa kanila, ayoko nang dagdagan yon) then because of the overwhelming scenes in her life, 1995 surrender. isang araw hindi nalang sya umuwi. isang araw hndi nalang sya nag pakita. isang araw kinuha nya nalang lahat ng gamit nya. isang araw hindi nalang sya nag salita. i dont know if its about the adaption thingy or about our thingy. lagi kasi kaming away-bati. gaya ng sabi ko, defense mechanism nya ang awayin ako para ipakitang ayaw nya sakin. Pero alam kong naffall na sya. ayaw nya lang aminin, kasi hindi pwede. kasi alam nyang tuluyan na syang matatalo.

pero balik tayo sa good revenge. I want my pastors to realize that we need to be updated as fast as we can. dahil kahit emotions ng tao nag uupgrade. if they are still after the old way, and keeping their eyes close to what is happening inside, baka mamatay nalang sila ng hindi nila alam ang truth within. legacy lang ang maiiwan nila, pero pag-babago? wala. they are same as our ancestors did. mauulit lang ang nangyari na. paulit ulit lang.

i want to emphasize this "good revenge". the only reason why i should be allowing them to adopt me. My plan is to get their heart at lahat ng sasabihin ko, mapapasunod ko sila. recently kasi feel ko i have voice na napapakinggan. And alam ko rin na this month, ma ppromote na ko. Pero i dont want that. ayokong makipag-salo salo at makipag-talo sa mga ugok mag isip. sa mga according parin sa kung anong nasabi na before pero walang actions. I just need to remake myself to add value to myself. and this is one of those way para magawa ko yon. in this way, maririnig ang boses ng mga taong nawala. nag wala. at mga taong may planong mawala. i dont want them to thank me cause im doing it too for myself (selfish ako. ayun talaga yon)

which is the only reason why i stayed. gusto ko marinig sila ng mga nasa taas.

dahil gaya ng mga dating indio, para kaming mga kalapating pinuputulan ng pakpak. palagi.

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Cynthia Coppersmith's Violet Comes to Stay.

BUZZFEED NEWS: 13-Year-Old Karon Blake Cried "I Am A Kid" As He Was Fatally Shot. The Man Who Killed Him Is Facing A Murder Charge.

 13-Year-Old Karon Blake Cried “I Am A Kid” As He Was Fatally Shot. The Man Who Killed Him Is Facing A Murder Charge. Jason Lewis, a DC Parks and Recreation employee, is facing one count of second-degree murder in connection with the Jan. 7 killing of 13-year-old Karon Blake. Read in BuzzFeed News: https://apple.news/AJJzvRaGDSGuVhGF4wvTVAQ Shared from Apple News Best Wishes and Hugs,Scottie

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„Achtung, Reichelt!“: Neukölln – der Ort, an dem der Rechtsstaat endet

PI schreibt: »An Silvester wurde die High-Deck-Siedlung in Berlin-Neukölln zum Sinnbild gescheiterter Integration: Hier eskalierte die Gewalt, ein Reisebus brannte aus und Jugendliche lieferten sich ein Katz-Und-Maus-Spiel mit der Polizei. Seitdem redet ganz Deutschland über Integration. „Achtung, Reichelt!“ wollte wissen: Was genau läuft in den Blocks von Neukölln schief? Über drei Wochen recherchiert „Achtung, Reichelt!“-Reporter Jan Karon […] http://dlvr.it/SjCNdT «

Mayor Bass Calls LAPD’s Recent Killing Of Three Black Men ‘Deeply Disturbing’

In just two days, three men of color were killed by LAPD, one of which involved a Black man who was having a mental health crisis.

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A recent string of police in Los Angeles killing men of color has caused some serious concern among city officials.

MORE: Video Shows Keenan Anderson Was ‘Tased To Death’ By LAPD, Now His Family Wants Justice

In just two days, three men of color were killed by LAPD, one of which involved a Black man who was having a mental health crisis. 

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On Jan. 2, Takar Smith, 45, was shot and killed by two LAPD officers after he raised a 10-inch (25-centimeter) butcher-style knife above his head during an altercation with officers. Before using lethal force, police also used a stun gun and pepper spray.

According to AP, Smith’s wife called the police to enforce a restraining order against him but warned officers that her husband had been diagnosed with schizophrenia and had not been taking his medication. She also warned of his aggressive nature telling the dispatcher, “He’s not in his right mind.” 

Instead of calling for a specially trained mental health team, LAPD took an aggressive approach and approached Smith with their weapon drawn. After a 15-minute altercation with police, Smith became increasingly manic and incoherent, grabbing a knife from the kitchen counter. Officers yelled at Smith to “drop the knife,” pepper spraying then tasing him until he fell to his knees pleading with officers to “get away!”

Smith then picked the knife up he a dropped after being stunned and lifted it above his head. Two officers then fired seven shots, killing Smith on the scene. 

A day later, Jan. 3, Keenan Anderson, 31, got into a traffic accident around 3:30 p.m. at Venice and Lincoln boulevard. 

When police arrived on the scene, Anderson was visibly shaken up from the accident, but officers aggressively engaged with Anderson, which escalated the situation. 

Officials said once more units arrived, Anderson started to get nervous and began to flee the scene. 

That’s when, “officers struggled with Anderson for several minutes, utilizing a TASER, bodyweight, firm grips, and joint locks to overcome resistance,” the LAPD said in a written press release.

But body-camera footage, which was released this week, paints a picture of a scared Black manpleading for help as officers overwhelm him from all angles.

His visible screams of “Help me please” are jarring to watch. 

Anderson, who is the cousin of Black Lives Matter co-founder Patrisse Cullors, was a dedicated high school teacher and father.

On the same day, police killed Keenan Anderson, they also shot and killed Oscar Sanchez in South L.A., another man of color.

Video of all three police killings has been released to the public.

During a press conference, Los Angeles Mayor Karen Bass called the police shootings “deeply disturbing.”

“Especially as a former health care professional, I am deeply troubled that mental health experts were not called in, even when there was a documented history of past mental health crisis,” Bass said in a statement, addressing Smith’s death. “When there is no immediate risk to others, law enforcement must not be the first responder when someone is experiencing a mental health crisis. I believe officers and Angelenos agree on this.”

She also assured the community that a thorough investigation was underway. 

“Full investigations are underway, and I pledge that the City’s investigations into these deaths will be transparent and will reflect the values of Los Angeles,” Mayor Karen Bass said in a press release. “I will ensure that the City’s investigations will drive only toward truth and accountability. Furthermore, the officers involved must be placed on immediate leave.”

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