You should be 29. You should have celebrated your birthday with family, you should be gettin hugged by your momma. Maybe you would have your own son or daughter by now...
What happened to you, should never happen to anyone. I wish they had held him accountable. I wish you were here... You were so young.
I cried when i heard what happened to you...
You were a bright light in this world, and I love you sib. I will continue to fight for us. I will never stop. We (Black people) are so deserving of love and care.
The things they do to keep us down, we wont buckle, not ever. I will fight for you, for Breonna, for Casey, for Mike, for George, for Eric, for Ma'Khia, for Sandra.
I HAVE to fight... I can't stop, I cant even slow down... I love being Black, I love how amazing Black people are, I love how resilient we are. But I HATE that we HAVE to be resilient...
UPDATE (5/19/2023): It’s confirmed that Naomi Iwata canceled his plan idea on N/F/Ts, so that’s a relief.
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I'm really disappointed when I find out Naomi Iwata is planning to do the N/F/T project with GHS characters... I replied to his post to understand it's bad.
I quickly made this with this meme, feel free to use this anyway -- with or without credit. What a timing to woke me up in the past 6am in the morning at my time....
SOME RANDOM MORRIS HEADCANONS OF MINE THAT I'VE COLLECTED OVER A PERIOD OF NIGHTS!
[All of my headcanons are attuned based on my modded version of Stardew Valley. The only real difference from the base game being that he has an office in the Joja Mart with one of the mods I have (sadly I can't say for sure which mod did that. If I ever find out I will put it here) I hope y'all enjoy this late night, sleep deprived post!]
Without further ado, here's my random collection of Morris hcs:
○ He's in his late 30s, early 40s
● Definitely loves scotch and/or whiskey
○ Is a workaholic (obviously)
● He doesn't know it but on the topic of him being a workaholic, he's fueled by praise
○ Not much of a music lover but does enjoy some jazz or some classic rock on the occasion
● Despite being chubby he CAN AND WILL put up a good fight (Pierre is a professional, so I'm gonna ignore that one fight 👀)
○ That being said, he can also lift a surprising amount of weight
● Is rather old fashioned in his ideas but not so much in a bigoted way like Pierre can be at times
○ He's more of the mind that if his S/O doesn't want to work, he'll assure them that he has the means for them to never need to work another day in their life
● He also has a standard of living that's a bit... uppity...
○ You will never see Morris dirty or disheveled (and if you do, it won't last long)
● He may have a little bit of OCD
○ Enjoys baking when he has the time
● Will buy flowers to spruce up his desk
○ Has a secret stash in his office that is his own little mini bar
● If you become friends with him, he will invite you into his office to share a glass of whiskey or scotch while telling you what the age of it is and how to best enjoy it (as well as other fun facts regarding the drink)
This is what I go through every night. It's not in the next room, it's in the apartment next door... Imagine living like this since August 2023. And on top of that having this... person... sabotage the building's gate.
I don't know what to do anymore, the landlady has done all she can, she can't kick him out because he's not breaking contract as we can't get "definitive proof" it's him doing all this. And on top of that he gives us gifts. Last time it was a bottle of cheap wine and a pack of wheat tortillas... We can't refuse, he's gotten annoyed when others cross him or say no... He also leaves his door unlocked.
We can't move because it implies dishing out a ton of money. The cats took a liking to the pleather sofa so it needs a reupholstering, and I'd normally do it myself but I literally physically can't. I can barely exist day to day.
I haven't been able to sleep well for almost 6 months and it's already taken a toll on my mental and physical health. I'm depressed, more exhausted than ever, and have resorted to taking meds, which usually I wouldn't mind but I've had to be prescribed with stronger ones because Tafil wasn't working anymore... and I wake up very late, very groggy and with a headache... and that's not counting with the mounting anxiety about the gate. Will he leave it open? Will be meddle with the motor again? Can I hang my laundry without someone or other stealing it because he left the gate open? will someone steal the lock because he left it there? I can't live like this anymore. He scares me and he doesn't let me feel safe and at peace...
it's soooo crazy how unqueer world is lol. aren't you tired. don't you want to just go apeshit. "you can't do this because you're a guy" "you can't do this because you're a girl" stop. gender doesn't matter. anyone can frolic in a field with anyone it doesn't have to be romantic "all guys are going to get the wrong idea if you act like that towards them" you live in a horrid universe. shut up.