I’ve had enough.
I have a friend named Kaitlan: she’s beautiful and kind and is a great cosplayer, and she’s been getting these slipped under her apartment door for months.
I asked her if I could make this post because I’ve been seeing this happening and I just want something to be done. Whether it’s people supporting her or someone telling her how to get this to stop. How to get these people to get the punishment they deserve.
She has literally done anything that she knows to do. She even went to the police:
They told her to come back if it got more serious. What does that even MEAN? Apparently, someone has to actually kill themselves for this to be serious to the police.
Apparently, this behavior is acceptable at Indiana University of PA. Apparently, this behavior is acceptable to the Indiana County Police. Apparently, bullying like this is completely acceptable until someone ends up dead.
I’m just absolutely infuriated right now. This should not go unpunished. Absolutely fucking not.
No. Just…no. Treating people like this is NOT OKAY. Do the authority figures around here only care about physical harm inflicted? What about the emotional abuse? THIS IS INTENTIONAL INFLICTION OF EMOTIONAL DISTRESS - AND VIOLATES A TORT LAW. This is illegal. This is bullying.
Also designated Sharpless 171, this is a young irregular emission nebula and star forming region of about 40 light-years across, located some 3,300 light-years away at the edge of a giant molecular cloud toward the northern constellation Cepheus.
Cosmic pillars of cold molecular gas and clouds of dark dust lie within. Powering the nebular glow are the young, hot stars of the Berkeley 59 cluster. This includes one of the hottest stars discovered in the vicinity of our Sun, namely BD+66 1673, an eclipsing binary system containing a very bright star with a luminosity ~100000 times that of the Sun.
Antony Micallef likens himself to a mad scientist. The British artist wants to create a world where - without our knowledge - synthetic and giftedly un-pure beings slowly infiltrate our everyday consumerist onslaught. Something like a virus that infects our central nervous system and attaches itself to our optic nerves providing pornographic, seductive images across our viewing plateau. Highly pop influenced with a great deal of Basquiat in his blended, most likely alcoholic beverages Micallef provides an erotic explosion of color to play with our senses and massage our imaginations to climax.
From Hi Fructose Magazine
Dawn Mist, Separation Faith
by Yang Fudong
That was beautiful.
She is holding my hand.
No, it wasn’t.
If she let go, I would fall apart.
It was. It was beautiful because it was honest and it was beautiful because it hurt and it was beautiful because you didn’t have to tell it to me.
It makes me feel like shit
[James Frey, A Million Little Pieces]
and sometimes, it’s the fragments of nature that sneak their way in and swallow the grit, that make it beautiful
by Samantha B. Tumolo
fourth photo in a set of six
We don’t need to wait for the snow; let’s get drunk and make angels in the concrete. Crushed up beer cans and I noticed the slightest yellow trickle journeying down my thumb. The angels leave the backs of our knees raw, and I like the slap of atmosphere against my exposed bits. The backs of knees. What exactly are those called, Sweatheart? I can see your face in the cotton of my sweatshirt.
But it is too cold for sweatshirts. I wish I had a winter coat.